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Dec 19
Never closed
Always ajar
Letting people
In its to bizarre
Doors open
just a bit
For
communication
Purposes.
My doors ajar
But i am closed within
With every knock back
I’ll take
on the chin.
All I have is skin
And bone
Oh so sad all alone
Im so dark
I have a flaw
Letting people in
My front door.
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
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