Sunday, November 17, 2013

Would You Let Me In?

Hard enough I'm pushing,
my palms are bruising,
and I'm screaming,
but still I can't break through to you.

Far enough I'm searching,
for the key's been missing,
but if I ever find it,
would you let me get through?

Would you rather let me in,
or watch me going down, sinking?

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