Off BEat

June 14, 2010
By explodingmushroom BRONZE, Burlington, Massachusetts
explodingmushroom BRONZE, Burlington, Massachusetts
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I'll leave the door unlatched.
They dress in black, your colors mismatch.
The room is loud with wordless sound.
The opened door can come detached.

Trapped inside, the time is wound.
Kids are pushed towards outer bounds.
The life is rushed, the contrast blurs.
The same grey eyes are called profound.

Trapped inside, the light’s impure
Fading edges end obscure
Creativity slurs, confusion hacks
Away at bottled thoughts, unsure.

Twist the knob and lock the latch
Behind you so you can’t fall back.
Outside, a clearness stays in tact.
No more distortion through the tainted glass.

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on Jul. 15 2010 at 11:31 pm
crubs33 DIAMOND, Lido Beach, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud."- Coco Chanel
Life isn't about surviving the storm, it's about learning to dance in the rain.

I love the description and props for writing a true limerick!! Its one of the few real ones on the limerick page:) Great job and if you cold please rate and comment on my work that would be awesome!!!!

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