I guess it's the rejection that I can't accept.
I guess I'm just that weak, but according to you, admitting being weak is a sign of strength, I don't really agree with this point, but it does make a stand.
My dear wall-friend.
You've been here for me whenever I need you.
You didn't left, or given me the look.
You accept me as who and what I am.
I thank you for your presence, as I have created you.
"NFTB"
Some time, we just need a silent friend.
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