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The Door

-the ramblings of another young girl-

written:11/22/14

  My whole life I have had this wall,

it has protected me from the inevitable fall.

 

  But then with three tiny words,

that wall was torn down

by my new favorite sound.

and I knew that with your beautiful voice 

whispering to my soul,

I was no longer bound.

 

  With my protective wall 

now lying broken on the floor,

I felt you opening the door.

  The door to my shredded heart

and wounded soul..

 and I had no clue 

that you would be the one

to make everything inside me whole.

 

  For once, 

I let in someones light..

and the darkness of my soul,

did not fight.

        .L.m.P.

◄ Tears of agony and pain..

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