What do you do when you have a key to a door,
But the door is actually a wall?
Just a wall with no doors, no windows, and no cracks, just nothing at all.
You realise your key is useless,
It can't take you any where.
Everyone else has their doors,
Surely this isn't fair?
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An Amalgamation of Words
PoetryI'm almost as bad at writing descriptions as I am at writing poems, but at least I tried. Sharing my inner turmoil, one poorly worded sentence at a time.
