house of cards
building, building, building.
always building.
always tearing down.
they always come for me.
i just want to run.
my precious house of cards.
my defenseless house of cards.
i can feel the rush of wind as it come closer.
always watching.
always waiting
always waiting for the right time to pounce.
my precious house of cards.
its all tumbled down.
my shields are all gone.
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