H.+Extended+Metaphor+Poem

Behind closed doors there’s so much more Trying to unlock the mystery with all the wrong tools Or unpeeling a banana in such great shock You see greater things in me once I’m peeled The peel doesn’t reach out to people Nor does it come off the right way sometimes But after a while the peel will begin to break Slowly, but surely, the banana will burst out into a ray of colors The colors will dance wild and free You’ll begin to smell the sweet unique aroma Like the northern lights, it’s something you’ve never seen Seeing something so secretive be so much more Makes your head explode with question marks Puzzled, you seem to be getting better at the mystery As you glance upon the golden outside Intimidation might strike at first But one day you’ll happen to glide your fingers across the peel It will feel like Christmas morning As your face lights up with joy when you see what doesn’t feel real But only time will tell when that day comes Until then you are left with the dogs that have no collars Lost and confused
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