19. Door

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Sitting outside,

In the serene rain,

Eternally frozen in the depths of

Sadness and pain.

Eyes,

So beautiful, so teary,

Limbs,

So tired, so weary.

They won't see me again

Because I ran away.

And there was nothing they could do

To make me want to stay.

They all thought I was insane,

No one liked me anymore.

But they never thought I'd pick up and leave,

And behind me, lock life's door.

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