Tuesday, June 26, 2007

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You left the keys in the door.
They hung on for dear life,
praying that some stranger would not take them
as you took me.
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Jessica Kelly
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Jade Leven 26 June 2007

I can relate to this poem and I'm sure a lot of other people can as well. This poem scolds the classic scene of a lover leaving someone, and it expresses the fact that the objects that are taken away can't erase that part of your life. This is wonderful, depressing, and powerful. Good work, and just keep expressing your feelings.

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