Wall's-Pub Sub#5

April 22, 2009
Three Layers I give rise to

My rocks as soft as silk but why
They all ask, oh so admirable

If they knew the roughness inside
The wind

Water crashing up against me, it kills
Wild is not a guarded place

My rocks fall and break, who likes that
I may be admirable and as soft as silk

But every place has there bad side
There bad wall

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