Do you like my wall? I hear it will sing,
though to me no notes ever ring.
But I listen, always with one ear
to see if it will shout, if I will hear.
But it never, ever, sings to me
Just to its friends ocasionally.
I hear a tale of what it said
in melody when I was off in bed.
On those nights when I can sleep
it sings out clearly. I hear not a peep.
Perhaps it's why my eyes don't shut.
Inevitable silence echos, but
I know one day I'll hear a song.
It will stay with me all day long.
Honestly, though, I lie, I jest,
I flunk, I fail, if it's some test.
My wall will never sing to me,
though I sit and wait devotedly,
And would stay if there was an end to see,
but my wall will never sing to me.
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Auliro's Wonderous World of... Nothing You Care About ^_^
So... I haven't writen it yet so I don't know what this is about. But I like to rant, and ramble, and talk to myself. I suppose those will be major factors. I'm also fond of bragging, cause I'm kinda arrogant, so that will probably be there, too. Wha
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Sounds like the wall might be a metaphor for love or some inner feelings.