Sunday, November 8, 2009

Doors Unopened


Standing in a room full of doors
Each one changing my direction
There is no returning once entered
Doors Doors Doors all unopened

A friend visited me in my room full of doors
We once stood in this room together
He told me of exciting things beyond the door
Doors Doors Doors all unopened

Then another friend appeared
He told me of exciting things beyond his door
There is no returning once entered
Doors Doors Doors all unopened

I yearned to follow them both
Into their doors of adventure, weath, fame
There is no returning once entered
Doors Doors Doors all unopened

Years have passed in my room full of doors
I see my friends no more beyond their doors
There is no returning once entered
Doors Doors Doors all unopened

Standing in a room full of doors
Each one changing my direction
There is no returning once not entered
Doors Doors Doors all unopened

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