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Behind Closed Doors

October 9, 2008
By Madison Waller BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
Madison Waller BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
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In the traffic jam of my mind
The sights reek of curiosity and I hear the warmth surrounding.
We talk every night.
I know everything about you. Down to the last detail.
So why I can’t I just let you in.
At the end of the hallway a door appears.

In the traffic jam of my mind
I taste it moving closer
I lift my head higher to see the wide open road.
Unaware of my surroundings you continue to drive.
Maybe some day the knob will turn.

In the fruitful garden of my mind
The noise touches my fingertips and surrounds my body.
In and out
Of love we fall too easily.
A key under the doormat. A leap of faith.

In the rough waves of my mind
The feeling sounds like thunder.
It is inevitable that we will be together.
After all this time I’ve opened up to you.
The door closes gently behind us.
Maybe we can stay here forever.

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on Aug. 25 2009 at 8:41 pm
Inkspired PLATINUM, Whitby, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"If one will scoff at the study of language, how, save in terms of language, will one scoff?" - Mario Pei
"I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn't, I would die." Isaac Asimov

Beautiful. It's kind of confusing, but you get the drift that she finally opened up to him. I love the ending. Great job!