Those Revolving Doors
By sidewinder
Those revolving doors, Paradoxes touching on times parallel to emotions gone awry, Constant to a perspective sometimes gone blind, Drawing energy, insight and passion, Currents blending in and out, Somehow getting past that wall that we've built... only a brick at a time, Heal those hurts that seem to last a lifetime, But somehow it's a beginning. Dec. 18, 2001 Written January 3rd, 2002 © on Jul 16 2002 08:38 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 1
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