Natasha McGee

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The Panic Room - Poem by Natasha McGee

Closing windows and closing doors
Useless keys has the patience of Job
When will I ever see clear enough
The Panic Room has much Influence I've been

Closing Windows and closing doors
Laying patiently among the floor
When will I ever see clear enough
The Panic Room has much Influence I've been

Closing Windows and closing doors
Leaves the circumstances somewhat unsure
When will I ever see clear enough
The Panic Room has much Influence I've been

Closing Windows and closing doors
The unexpected encounters even more
Prescriptions and drugs seem to hold someone's hand
The Panic Room has much Influence I've been

Closing Windows and closing doors
Whispering in the dark and chanting for the Lord
When will I ever see clear enough
The Panic Room has much Influence I've been

Closing Windows and closing doors
Seeing the summer past and winds soar
When will I ever see clear enough
The Panic Room has much Influence I've been

Closing Windows and closing doors
Perception becomes apparent within every eye sore
When will I ever see clear enough
The Panic Room has much Influence I've been

No More Closing Windows and closing doors
Finally, Finally the statement has endured
In my opinion, I've definely scared but not scorned
The Panic Room has finally left and gone

That's god blessing for sure :)

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 19, 2011


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