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I walk along this arctic floor
I’m trying to reach that door
My bare feet sting because of the cold
Behind that door is the one I want to hold
I fall to my knees, I can’t go on, and I guess I’m through
I see the mark that, in years past, I drew.
A strength surges in me
Then appears the key
I crawl to the door, hurt and sore
I open it, and like never before
You’re finally there, waiting for me
And now, maybe you can see
My wounds are gone
My pain withdrawn
Within this cold, hurtful place
I know that I can see your face.
The cold is no longer here
I have no more reason to fear
I knew then it’s time to leave
I asked you if you’re coming with me
You reply, “No, I must remain in this place.”
I back away, and the darkness consumes your face
I start to run, I know exactly why
You gave yourself, you wanted to die.
You didn’t want me to see you die
You didn’t want me to see you cry
You showed me the love I lacked
Now I know I can’t turn back.
- by Burning Breeze |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/11/2008 |
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- Title: The Door
- Artist: Burning Breeze
- Description: No description, I just wrote this. >.<
- Date: 11/11/2008
- Tags: door
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Comments (3 Comments)
- xXnikki foreverXx - 01/02/2009
- thats very sad but really good
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- -SleepyPrincessRose- - 12/29/2008
- That made me cry..five stars.....
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- tksunshine93 - 11/12/2008
- Oh wow... Very good, very sad....
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