Doors.

She pushes the doors

With strength

With zeal

With might

Face  distorted

Neck bent downwards

As she feels the pain

of metal cutting

through her fingers

She pushes wide the

doors to her heart wide

But maybe she needs to

build a wall of Jericho

To protect it.

That being not who she is,

she pushes the door wide.

 

 

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