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Where once was a door, is no longer there
Only bricks, and cracks, filled the space
I seem to remember, he, who lived here
Though I cannot, really, remember his face
Walking closer, I had to examine the wall
I really wished I weren’t so nearsighted
I, somehow, knew this wouldn’t be good
Then it hit me, twas a love, unrequited
In the blink of an eye, it had happened
The door that once was, had returned
He pulled me through, no way to go back
Tis what happens, when a lover is spurned
January Writing Prompt – Slipping between the seams, there was no turning back – Day 29/31
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It’s so beautifully penned❤️ Loved it.
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Thank you very much, Andrea! <#
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This is very intense, Dorinda.
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One of those nights, Robbie 🙂 Thank you!
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Love this, especially the ending!!
xoxoxo
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Thanks so much, Chuck! I have not forgotten you. I will answer your email today! I promise!! Life has a nasty habit of getting in the way.
xoxoxo
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No worries, My Dear! I know about life!! Like the tides, high, low, strong, mild! Thanks for remembering me though! I’m going to get Autumn in the mail to you tomorrow and order the other three then too!
xoxoxo
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You have mail, in case you didn’t see.
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A lovely metaphor
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Thank you, Derrick! 🙂
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