Why do you keep looking for that door?
There's nothing left in there,
Only silver dust that fades with the sun.
Stop looking for that door,
There's someone waiting for you in the car,
Get up and get moving,
There's no one behind those doors,
Only suicidal notes from yesterday.
7 comments:
nice poem!!
thanks for dropping by..
Thanks babe! I'm still not that good. Huhu. Need to improve..
wow.. you're kind of artistic huh..
Uhh. Urm. Still not that good. Huhu! Thanks for the compliment though. Gotta keep trying.
hehe... poetic.. amik sastera ke?
ok..stop looking for the door..hehe ;)
i would like to open that door. the more u say no, the more i curious i get
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