Doors
The pathway to existenceThe barrier between right and wrong
A facade for our problems
Everyday, at school, at work
We show ourselves
Personalities blaze bright
Yet at home behind closed doors
A monster emerges and surges
In that way a door is the mirror
Reflecting who and what we are and aren't
So when you think about it
This is your life
If you are who you want to be
Keep the door open and be free
Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-10-16 at 02:33
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