The World Through My Eyes

By Marlieske

Crooked ...

Brick by brick you are built up,
layers of cement in between.

Higher and higher you became ,
and we were getting smaller.

From the beginning i noticed that you were crooked,
but I did not say anything, people would notice it.

They noticed it, but could not turn back
it was too late you are crooked...

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