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Have you ever felt so closed off It’s as if you’ve been building a wall between yourself, and the rest of the world You can huff & puff all day long but your never going to get through no matter what you do I’ll out build your advances So catch a clue Things turn on a dime around here and this construction crew will work nonstop Block by block As I listen to the clock Tick ......tock Tick ......tock Right now My mind feels like a sealed envelope I’m trapped inside Postage applied Theirs no chance of you getting back inside Not at this time

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/21/2011 5:47:00 AM
Been there, done that. Cool expressions Jay. Agape, Moses
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Date: 7/20/2011 8:21:00 PM
wow! you are really sealed up.. I have the perfect envelope opener..lol.. I am kidding with you. Deep emotions, hope all goes well.. enjoyed your poem,, have yourself a wonderful and blessed day,..p.d.
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Date: 7/20/2011 8:05:00 PM
Very well said but what a lonely way to live. Not true for you as you reached out to comment kindly on my poem And I thank you. Love, Joyce
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Date: 7/20/2011 6:55:00 AM
I have read your poetry today and in my mind it is an interesting and awesome piece Jay. I will return again soon to read more of your writings. Love, Carol
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Jay O'Neal
Date: 7/20/2011 1:59:00 PM
Thanks, Carol your awesome. With love; Jay
Date: 7/20/2011 5:41:00 AM
man, did you tell my story...I'm the type of guy that builds walls all the time. nice write, honest and raw feelings. nice parallel to construction and the emotional walls, or at least that's how I read it..
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Date: 7/20/2011 1:56:00 PM
Hey. Thanks for your awesome comment, and yes you read into the piece the way it was supposed to be perceived. Even the title double entendre.

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