The Annoying Lock! Poem by Tabbie Guthrie

The Annoying Lock!



As I cry the tears of blood, and sorrow builds up in the young. I tell a tale of living ones, to tell the truth, to tell a lie are all part of a lock. One in dept, one in open. All you need is the key to see. I'm he unnoticed poet in the dept of the world, buried beneath the fire and water, the worl. I am the lock with no key searching for a meaning.

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Tabbie Guthrie

Tabbie Guthrie

okc, Oklahoma
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