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Rain on an open room

Posted to Poetry

Standing in a hallway
looking back at the door
I just walked through
wondering why I can never go back
wondering why the rain falls
down these four walls
there's no one left to talk to
once you cross that point
and you can't go back
and you realize there is no way
to go forward
and you can't stand still
Rain on an open room
four walls
no roof
the way out is up
wings made of wax
trying to keep cool.