Knock KnockA Poem by theinspiration
Knock knock...
Why don't you answer? Knock knock... I'm trying to help. Knock knock... What's going on in there? Knock knock... I'm trying to break through. Knock knock... I've got bruises on my knuckles. Knock knock... I can't get through. Knock knock... You can trust me. Knock knock... I'm bleeding now. Knock knock... What's the use? Knock knock... I walk away. © 2013 theinspiration |
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1 Review Added on April 19, 2013 Last Updated on April 19, 2013 AuthortheinspirationAboutFlying, soaring high in the sky; over mountains, oceans, and deserts. New lands, to new lands. Flying through the harsh storms of pain, snow to blind me from what I am striving fo, to stop me from tou.. more..Writing
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