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Knocking

PostPosted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 10:50 pm
by Doc 42
I hear you knocking
And I open the door
The draft comes in
and blows about the rock
and around the mind

makes all cold
and my soul sick and old

Re: Knocking

PostPosted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 12:48 am
by Godzilla Forever
Is it death? Nice poem, BTW.

Re: Knocking

PostPosted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 4:42 am
by Evil Eye
Is it guilt, perhaps?

Re: Knocking

PostPosted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 10:22 pm
by Doc 42
Its sort of up to you. I didn't put thought into it, it's pretty much what I was feeling put straight to words.

Re: Knocking

PostPosted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 3:31 am
by Evil Eye
Tis the great thing about arts like poetry or lyrics. How open to interpretation they are.