My Wall
This wall of mine
is breaking,
whatever shall I do?
It's tumbling,
tumbling
down
and through the wall I see you.
Your grace
has broken my fortress
and killed all my Knights,
you have taken the Queen as your hostage-
and now I fall to my knees,
surrendering my kingdom to you.
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My name is Arianna, my closest friends call me Ari. I am 19 going on 20 in September. I am Autistic (PDD-NOS/ Pervasive Developmental Disorder- Not otherwise specified). I have been a poet for a while and will be persuing a writing career in College (I write stories and Poems). <3
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