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To Unlock Fears

The clock gave way to passing eternity
but still she stood confiding caustic worries
into silence of the mansion's terrace
seeing them disappear beyond the horizon,
but still unable to find the keyhole
to the fears harbored in the depths of her own heart.

Author notes

Words used:
WB1:clock, caustic, confide, terrace
WB2: keyhole, beyond

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  • Polaja Greeters member
    October 19, 2008

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    This is a really interesting poem - I like the alliteration of 'confiding caustic' it helps to keep the flow smooth, the tone of this poem was well crafted too ... thank you for your entry

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    Polly