A knock at the door

July 13, 2009
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A knock at the door

One more step and a shout might I have yelled
A horrible feeling I've had since you rang my bell
Leave now and let me forever hold what is dear
Or stay and ignite was has for so long been shear

Scare lights dim low as emotions run high
Silver slip of the blade there comes the first cry
Shallow until still is the deepness kepted inside
Seconds slip in and out until our two worlds collide

Gone or here i've yet to figure my place
Guessing not due to a cold chilling face
Blue am i know but gone am i not
Pondering question forever, forever forgot.

A chance to think had finally arrived
Answer or not, but be my world deprived
Turning the dial sets free all things to affect
Whats left unturned until it is you they reflect

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Your_lil_Secret said...
Sept. 18, 2009 at 9:24 am
this is really good....u should try writing a novel about this poem:)
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