A poem about the end. Inspired by Harry Potter.

Open at the Close.

My heart breaks,

My head spins,

My eyes burn,

My legs quiver,

My arms feel heavy,

My mouth opens,

I cry.

My thoughts assemble,

My troubles grow,

My feelings crack,

My movements stiffen,

My emotions collide,

My love reaches its peak,

I realize.

That it opens at the close,

My close.

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  • fiona31 on Dec 6, 2009

    That’s a really good poem!

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