This is my space in the closet,
I don't want to come out,
I've stayed in here before,
you don't know what it's all about.
The perfect place to hide
where I can shut the door,
all snug and calm I lay in here
with a blanket on the floor.
It's a way to hide from life
and the things I'm afraid to face,
It's irresponsible and lonely
but I really need a hiding place.
I won't come out of the closet
I'm too afraid to make things known,
my secret will stay with me
in the closet here all alone.
A contest entry
- What Are You Hiding? by LunaAmara.
525 points, ended December 8, 2007, 8 entries
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Comments
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much better! thank you
the problems that people have with different religions always bug me...but hey, thats how the world works, right?
i like this a lot more
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i like this--i definetely like the rhyme scheme
but i wish it had a little more--
and of course now im quite curious about your secret -
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I added more to my poem and my secret came out also in my poem.
Thanks,
Poetess12
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