I looked up at the green-gray wall
and what I saw there told it all

The words wove a tale of an author so lonely
desperate for someone to hear sorrow's cry

Wary of loving, scared of rejection
unwilling to gamble on true love's perfection

A heart wounded spirit, steeled against further sorrow
rejecting all thoughts of a love for tomorrow

My soul aches with grief for this author unknown
Who wrote:

"You'll never break this heart of stone"


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