Beige walls
stare back
just itching to talk.
Tiny holes
with stories
kept under key and lock.
Laughter echoes,
voices bounce
off four sheets of rock.
Times change,
rearrange,
if only walls could talk.
If Walls Could Talk
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Beige walls
stare back
just itching to talk.
Tiny holes
with stories
kept under key and lock.
Laughter echoes,
voices bounce
off four sheets of rock.
Times change,
rearrange,
if only walls could talk.
Autumn Siders 