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Closed Doors
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Personal (Melancholy) Close friends
become closed doors
shut in my face.
Slammed doors
look like rejection
and feel like dissolution.
The whole world can't be wrong;
there must be reason why
everybody abandons me.
I'm easy to fall in love with,
easy to become friends with,
even easier to forget.
The Sound of a Door Becoming a Wound
“Slammed doors look like rejection / and feel like dissolution.”
This couplet for me deepens the metaphor:
• a slammed door is a gesture of rejection
• but the feeling is dissolution—something breaking down, disintegrating
The piece isn’t just about losing people; it’s about losing a sense of self each time it happens.