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Jan 2015
I was too focused when I started to know it was the end.
But something broke within me when I hit SEND.
A door opened within me as I started at the screen.
So many years this door was closed, the hall was unclean.

They were patient and kind when they took me outside.
I nearly stumbled down the stairs, no longer needing to hide.
The tears started to fall, but still I felt myself seize up fast.
Could I finally be free?Β Β Have I finally conquered the past?

In my heart, I ran down that hall, miles to the very last door,
I fumbled for the keys, I heard nothing, not even a snore.
Could he still be alive?Β Β The **** rattled, the lock did not give.
I screamed to him, we are finally there, we could finally live.

In the world I found myself with a vanilla cone in hand,
Staring at the setting sun from a Zestos Ice Cream Stand.
In my heart, I slumped against the door, tears matching my own.
While closing out one journey, another one had grown.

Walls had to be put up inside of me, machines with gears,
Filled my rooms, pushing me forward through the years,
To journey forward to go where I've never gone before,
To finally become the man I needed to be that much more.

But I wait at the door, listening intently for a sound,
To know that I haven't gone too far, that he's coming around,
The man I left behind, who dreamed of love and the stars,
Who wielded fire in his hands, with the passion of the great Mars.

The first crack in the door, I swear I can see through it,
He is worth waiting for, until I know he's okay, I will sit,
Going over our plans and waiting as long as he did for me,
So we can open the doors and enjoy everything that we see.
Magnuda
Written by
Magnuda  Lincoln
(Lincoln)   
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