Held Back

July 21, 2009
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Held back.
A wall divides us.
The bricks are made up of different things.
Fear...age...
But there's a door...
Hidden under the vines, I see it and try to open it.
But there's a lock labeled, 'Paige'.
Only she has the key.
As I look closer, I see a crack...around the tiny lock, the wall is beginning to crumble.
With a little work, I could make a hole in the wall.
But it's not mine to knock down, so I don't.
I sigh and keep knocking, waiting to see if he'll open the door for me one day.





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