Open
Open
Open your eyes
open your heart
open your senses
To see what I see
To love what I love
To hear what I hear
Open the door
Open that hidden place
Open your heart to happiness
Open
Open
Open your eyes
open your heart
open your senses
To see what I see
To love what I love
To hear what I hear
Open the door
Open that hidden place
Open your heart to happiness
BrokenHeart2009 commented on Open
01-04-2011
01/04/2011
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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