![]() the open doorA Poem by chaotic katie
I see my life through an open door,
memories shattered,
like glass on the floor,
when I want to give up,
when I can’t take much more,
I’ll get up and fight,
Even when the end is in sight,
I’ll get up off the floor,
And walk straight out that open door
© 2013 chaotic katie |
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1 Review Added on January 19, 2013 Last Updated on February 5, 2013 Author![]() chaotic katieCanton, OHAboutGreetings darling writers, allow me to explain a bit about myself. I started writing when I was 13 and fell in love with it. Over the years I have won 2 awards for it. I keep most of my old works pos.. more..Writing
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