Door

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    Door

    Damn am I cold

    Promise you'll never lie again

    Said you only open for whispers from the wind

    Begged you to stay shut so he would never leave me again

    but instead you just open at every ring

    Every pulls at your knob

    so weak you are

    Now your hinge’s that swing your weight cant measure the far

    Now here we are

    Darkness shines on the light

    House creeps of silence

    My mind keeps telling my heart you were right

    Instead I follow my mind

    Then leave the loneliness alone

    Creep creep crack

    The goodbye mat

    Shit it might be your foot print?

    The coolness snuggles me from the dusty vents

    The covers that lingers your scent

    Scare of loneliness scatters my soul

    Damn am I cold

    Your in

    Coking from incarcerated imagination

    Now my sensibility start faking

    Your taking and taking

    Yes I am glad

    You betrayed me!

    Denied and ignored vowels and god

    For a whore

    I’m content

    That you came one last time

    Before you mysteriously died

    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

    I never want to say goodbye

    Even after death your haunted bye my grudge

    Now I dare your dick to budge

    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

    Your died now for a cheap quick fuck

    I’m not leaving my house because the front door wont shut

     

    Damn am I cold

    Promise you'll never lie again

    Said you only open for whispers from the wind

    begged you to stay shut so he would never leave me again

    but instead you just open every time

    Every pulls at your knob

    so weak you are

    Now your hinge’s that swing your weight cant measure the far

    Now here we are

    Damn am I cold?

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    gregster commented on Door

    06-16-2010

    very nice in color eh.....please read his pain our salvation i beg

    Phoenix9 commented on Door

    08-21-2009

    very colorful and vivid, intense emotions too but alsoo same thing about spelling, great talent

    cmusgrove commented on Door

    07-27-2009

    I like your poem you just need to watch your spelling, proofread before admitting !

    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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