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Open Book
by nos91
written on November 03, 2009 9:08 PM
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To me you are an open book,
With no mystery left unsolved,
And though darkness lies in pages past,
Your character is of gold.

Your story has its villains,
But your hero fights the end,
Its only now I realised that
Only I could see that trend.

The story is kept tightly bound,
Under exclusive lock and key,
And now I see that key unlocks
Secrets exclusively for me.

You hide behind your make up,
And your confident airs.
I wont insult your intelligence,
By suggesting its because youre scared.

I know that you just don’t believe,
That your book is really worth the read,
Or that any person on this earth,
Would pick your book, or have the need.

Yet not every heart is built in black,
With selfishness and greed,
Can’t you see that there are other stories
In which the hero takes the lead?

Consider that if you keep,
Acting as the fly,
Lying in the spider’s web,
The spider won’t pass by.

But if for just a fleeting second,
Could you belive theres better life?

More than running like the prey,
Headlong to a predators call
That there is more to people,
Then laughing at others fall.

I wouldn’t have to guess your end,
Or be the only one,
To know that what your cover shows,
Leaves much writing to be done.

It’s ok to have your secrets
And you shouldnt hand the key,
To any mysterious passer by,
Who might try to take your fancy.

But maybe with a lock pick,
Just to give them half a chance,
There are people that will prove to you,
That you deserve lifes romance.

Some people dont want centre stage
And for you theyll lift the curtains
But only when you start to believe
That they lift for a worthy person.

Believe your plot is gold,
Your book is worth award,
A happy end is in store,
If you just believe in applaud.





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JenE27: I felt it started strong. The metaphors were well written, and the flow was pretty good for the most part. However, in the middle it seemed like you had some trouble with the rhyming. Ha ha. I think a few stanzas you could probably do without. Might help make things go smoother. Also, I think you could fix the last stanza, but keep the first line cause it's good. Or you could move it to the second line as 'gold' is easier to rhyme with compared to 'award.'
on November 03, 2009 11:18 PM


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