When All Hope is Gone
Think of Me
I lend you my hand
Take hold and don't let go
Trust me with your secrets
For I trust you with my life and soul
Never would I do anything to hurt you
You are my entire world whole
Sometimes I wonder, though
If you feel the same way about me
You seem to show it well enough
But is it with the right key?
The knob jiggles and giggles
I feel the longing
But as I recall
that door never opened
ALONE
I hear your voice through the door
I respond and we both laugh in comfort
But all I see is an empty brown door
AN EMPTY BROWN DOOR.......
Never opening, Never fully revealing its contents
So I sit alone
in my darkened room
listening to your voice
Resting my hand on this cold, golden knob.
WAITING...
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I tried to be some one like this, but eh, we can't all be angels of salvation sent forth to enlighten the darkness which those we love dwell in.
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Funny you say this because you seem like an angel to me.. A giant wacky angry elephant angel, but an angel nonetheless... lol
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Mortals beware when im flying around after a lunch of chili cheese burritos and a milkshake.
It won't be blessing falling from the sky
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wow this one is good too
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nice work , i can relate although its not personal for me, i know someone going through this exact scenario.
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