The Gate

A poem about being left out.

Bring in the impurities,
Let me search for forgiveness.

Take away the hope,
Let me release a fake smile.

Pour down the sorrow
Let me drown myself in tears.

Exchange the distant morning,
Let me wander in the darkness.

Conceal the only key,
Let me wait outside forever.

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