Treasure

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I dont see the world
In a usual way,
glass walls keep reality at bay.
No rope can tether me,
friendships lost road
now distant memory. Not known
in present, nameless in past.
Who am I?

In a box that wont open
I exist, lid slammed
shut by Invisible fists.
In realisation my confusion
reigns. Liquid years I
hammer like nails,
In a House half built,
that can't be entered.
Find me.

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Shirley Smothers

Wed 29th Aug 2012 13:49

Wow. It's like your writing about my life.
Very realistic and poignant.
Great writing.
Shirley

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