Monday, June 28, 2010

The Lovely Door

I find it hard to hide
every tear i cry
ever scar. i try
i find it hard to cry
when ever night
my veins do. and still i try
this past it haunts me
confusing love taunts me
finally the tears begin to fall
i take it with my all
these ducts that bleed
make me see
the light behind the door
and here i come
one more time
and fear is gone
forevermore.

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