There is no wall,
Or stone,
Or pain.
That would stop me
From doing,
For you all that I'd do.
For you.
Again.
And again.
The hurt I could give,
And give,
And give,
Again.
To you,
To you,
To you,
To you.
Just so you'll know,
And learn,
Recall and hear,
And then know, again,
And then again,
My dear.
I am your wall,
Your stone,
And your pain.
And in your hand I dwell,
Yet you throw me down,
Again.
And again.
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