The Door
By leahcullen
“The Door” I wrote a poem, Just for you, This life of mine, I think it’s through. The pain inside, I just can’t take, I need to be, In a different place. I don’t know why, I feel this way. My time has come, My day is through. I wish I could, Say some more. But my time has come, I see the door. -Leah Cullen- -11-04-2002 Written April 15th, 2002 © on Apr 14 2002 07:50 PM PST 0 • 10
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