Knock Twice
I knocked on the door of opportunity
No I
Pounded until my heart was in tune with the
Pounding surrounding around my ears
Along with the divergent lettering saying persevere
Doorways
Am I supposed to go through multiple thresholds
The flesh holds, golden concepts in the palm
Can easily flower and shine or wither like the one around her wrist when he ditched her at prom
In the longest of hallways
Locked and unlocked
Opened and closed
There will always be another door
From the one you last chose
I pounded on the door of opportunity
Confidently showing my ingenuity
Open the door to see a surprise
My self it was on the other side
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