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Aug 2013
At your door
Knock knock
Knocking on
At your door
With my heart
On a string,
A yo-yo
Back and forth
And back and forth
As to why
I'm standing here
Trying to find a meaning,
Where nothing is
Supposed to
Have a meaning
Because it's all a feeling
From this
Spinning orb
On the end of my finger,
Knock knocking
Heaven or hell's door
But then you answer
A slit in the wall
You put up,
That now I want
To just break down
But I'm glad
If you just let me in
And only me,
It's a start...

APAD13 - 134 © okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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