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Closed Door
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Closed Door

I closed this door
so many years ago
I'll not open it again
no, I don't want to know
what is left behind it,
after all this time.
I don't care about ashes.
But if it is so...
what am I doing here,
with my hand on the door?

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Comments (5)

Marvelous composition.10 for it.
ah memory sweet memory lingering past desier for all of it just to disappear but it won't just stays hidden until that moment when the time is ripe for revelation a wonderful poem
Live life and seek the adventure from it and stop looking back... We... your new friends and....them...your old friends will be there for you. Those who do not matter are gone forever now... Rick
Only a woman could have written this poem
Open it. Fear not. Then write what you find...