Saturday, November 8, 2008

The Black Box Comments

Rating: 4.5

He ascended those stairs that day, why he did, he could not say.
But reached for that old dusty knob of his attic door insight.
A turn to the knob so gently,
Cautiously he made his entry, entry into the attic that night.
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Peter Tamburrino
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Min Sia 19 November 2008

Very sad..yet the emotions so powerful..you'll ask for more when you read it! Great piece!

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Heather S 18 November 2008

this is a very sad poem but in a way i love it great write -heather

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