Back Against the Wall

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Back Against the Wall


Do you feel powerful, when you push me around?
Do you expect me to remain subordinate, not to make a sound?
Your cruel words hurt my soul, they make me feel so small.
Your brutal eyes keep pushing me, until my back's against the wall.
I can't take the pain, it hurts my heart so,
i wish that i could tell you, the things you'll never know.
So for now i am leaving, this is what's best for me,
and this time when i go, im locking up my heart, and taking away the key!


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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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