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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required my four walls are invisible, they cannot be seen but they are thick, wide and deep after all these years each board, each nail, a sorrow, a tear, a grief I hide myself within these self-made high walls secluded, concealed, my secret refuge from the world I am safe within my box, I cannot be hurt in my fortress . . . my box, my fortress has no ceiling and I can see the azure sky the falling rain washes over me, the wind speaks to me, softly snow, I gather like a pure white blanket and my mind takes me to wonderful places, far off lands and my fantasies are breathless and beautiful and I write poetry, pages and pages, fluttering away oh my box is a special place where tranquility dwells . . . but sometimes, oh dark the journey, I visit death down winding roads and I am a beautiful girl floating wispy my long raven hair flowing like a cloud around me and I stand before tombs, tombs and tombs and those beneath the cold earth come to me weeping we kiss until the light of dawn takes me away back to my four walls, my box, my fortress with no ceiling . . . and when I must venture into the real world, I wear a mask a mask of happiness, I can never let anyone see the pain within, it would shatter their hearts forever oh my soul and heart are broken for all infinity, this is written there has been too much death, too much sorrow, just too much you have no idea, dear reader, you can even fathom it . . . _______________________ February 19, 2016 Poetry/Free Verse/these four walls Copyright Protected, ID 16-759-533-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. For the contest, Four Walls Sponsor, C.T. Second Place ___________________________________ Submitted to the contest, Second Place Contest sponsor, Laura Loo Seventh Place
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