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Oh, Who Could It Be

Poetry By: devilrod
Poetry


8 is infinity.
0 is eternity.


Submitted:Sep 26, 2007    Reads: 117    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


When you open your door

To the knocks of no one

To the knocks of a fading echo

What will you see in your mind's eye

Who is the mystery guest

Will anxiety tighten your spine

Will you laugh your cascading laugh

Eyes sparkling like fireworks

Well, who did you expect

Merely the merrily-mad face of yourself

Shining that grin again

So let me back in





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