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Monday, August 20, 2012

Alone of my own making
I cannot let you in.
I sit in silent suffering
The doors are locked again.

It's all from the beginning,
Her hands did not bring light.
A dawning without comforting
Has left me locked up tight.

And I can't get out,
though the key is in my hand.
The gate is there before me.
I have not the strength to stand.

And I can't break free,
Although I see my paradise.
The prison bars will be
The only arms 'round me.

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Member Comments About This Blog Post:
LDALY-BAR 8/21/2012 3:14PM

  Love the turn of phrase, feels exactley where I was before I started painting last week....

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WITCHYKYM 8/21/2012 12:56PM

    Yep - that's kinda where I've been the last week or so. Seeing the light today though.....

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WAYSOFGRACE 8/20/2012 12:19PM

    Pretty much sums up the way I've been feeling of late.

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TRAVELER71 8/20/2012 11:31AM

    beautiful...

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