heaven knows that the lock is the only source of held in feelings. The lock is the disease – the key is the cure. What are the symptoms? – regression, isolation, closterphobia?
it is the greatest concept in the world. it provides a great deal of comfort to an individual using this product or concept because it gives security. security of your belongings, your job or even your life, a lock is essential to
nirav
I locked the door
and closed my eyes,
and breathed in
the sweet, sweet
scent
of
life.
If I could just reach out my fingers
I wouldn’t need to see;
the world would be open
–no locked doors–
because I know how to
taste.
Kit
if i had a key i would open it, it is usually golden a beautiful and interesting object, it can stand on doors, or on a book!
marzia
locks on a door. i can lock my car. a key opens a lock. I was locked out of my house. The size of that lock is too small. Lock the bathroom door when you use it. I can now lock my bedroom with a twist. I lock all my doors at night. Looking through a lock is difficult.
Jennifer
Ouch. I can’t get in. There’s a golden padlock on your heart and I broke a nail trying to pick it. Your brown locks are my envy. Will you lock up please? Sanity locks us into
Kim
She turned the key, and the lock released it’s hold on the door. She opened the door to open herself up to the world on the other side of this rotating piece of wood. This portal was a fantastic adventure awaiting to be taken.
Adrian Church
i locked my bike to the pole
the lock on my locker helps my locker rom gettint stolen books
lock means to secure something so wont get stolen or tooken
z
i locked my bike to the pole
the lock on my locker helps my locker rom gettint stolen books
z
lock and key is what i am thinking about. even though i was just told not to think. now the green bar is yet again sliding away ticking away the time for this somehow similar to how the clock on my wall is.
lid
when you lock your door it really bothers me, like as though if you asked me not to come in i would not listen and just barge in because i was curious or suspicious about your behaviors that you just wanted to keep private like maybe masturbation. but maybe also it was something really nice like making me a birthday card on my birthday and you just think i’m a big asshole trying to sabotage it.
Field Bone
the lock clicked open as samuel breathed a sigh of relief. he had finally found the right key and was ready to enter his house, free from the dampening discomfort of late-night dew. after a long graveyard shift at the local grocery store he was looking forward to enjoying a microwave dinner and three lonely hours of television before falling asleep.
luke
you have my heart locked down , for the rest of my life i will love you with my entire heart and soul, i love you ray duran . theres a fire man outside
savannah
Lock me up, he whispered to her. If you lock me up, I’ll never be free, and you can do whatever you want to me. She glares at him, says that that’s not what she wants, that’s never what she wanted, but behind her back, her fingers toy with a small golden key.
Lily
On the door their was a lock. A very curious, silver, lock that flared at the edges and had a deep keyhole through the oak door Edison put this eye up to the hole and looked through it. But he could see nothing inside. Outside the sun was beginning to set. A chilll draught swept under the door and made Edison’s knees cold. He shivered and headed back downstairs to the kitchen.
Janet
lock is the thing i hate the most, is a no from an object, you can’t go pass it unless you own it.
Locks don’t listen, they don’t care so lock me up
luis
tickity-tock
lick-lock
was the game my brother used to play. I hated it, but now I miss those days. I wonder if he ever does too. If so it never shows and that is what hurts the most.
NuclearNebula
i locked myself in a closet the other night. it was damp and scary, and i couldnt find my way out. i figured that i might as well go through all of the things that were in the closet, so i did. i found a bunch of small trinkets, such as a 20 dollar bill, a small lego man, a tiny saftey pin, and the like.
brad birney
Lock the door! Here it comes. I tried to jam my body against the door but it was of no use. This was not going to be easy. The rain was pouring down and the wind was howling. I braced myself for the worst. The pounding was getting louder and louder. And then I woke up. It was a sunny day. The birds were singing. I was drenched in sweat, my fists clenched. It took a while before I could get out of bed.
lilysmama
It’s called brain lock. Starting now! I can’t seem to find the key and the little green line is like a demon trying to catch my next thought – Aha!
Eveseer
The padlock was frozen in the winter air. Mike looked around as he picked up a heavy rock, then slammed them together. The lock broke into tiny pieces and fell to the ground.
Steve Lovell
it was her hair that had driven him to find her, even if within the crevices of his mind alone. the tiny lock which he took on a whim never thinking it would be the only memento of her meager existence
stella
lock it up and throw away the key! take the safe to a place under the sea. where blossoms bloom and fish sing. lock up love in a bottle and send it out to see. lock up money and burn it to the ground, along with greed. pick the lock of fear and send it sky diving. locking up emotion weakens the soul
joseph
lock the door- what did you miss? the outside world is waiting. it may be a beautiful lock but it’s not beautiful when you’re locked inside. just take a step outside and figure out the true meaning of life. throw away that old padlock. find a way through the forest, look at the sunset. live your life with no locks.
Sara
take a step to the lock. a padlock- such a beautiful lock that keeps things hidden. but it’s more beautiful when you can take it off. then you shall see inside..
sara
take a step to the lock. a padlock- such a beautiful lock that keeps things hidden. but it’s more beautiful when you can take it off. then you shall see inside..
sara
The lock was stuck. It usually only sticks in the cold, so i was shocked when i couldn’t get into my house. my mom told me to get a new lock, but i didn’t. i never listen to her, even when i think i should.
erika
Click.
It took a simple twist of the metal piece in my hand before the door swung open on oiled hinges. I blessed the owner of the house for keeping the doors so well maintained and stepped inside quietly.
The furnishings of the house were much more lush than I remembered from my time there but the same dusty smell burdened my senses and I forced the urge to cry out to Isabelle.
I turned, and there was the living room and she was there.
Jennery
Soon, we’ll have to cut Luke’s hair. At 18 months, it has beautiful ringlets, and, while I never thought I’d be the “lock in the locket” sort of mother–I’d like that. A piece of his baby days next to my heart.
Jessica
I want a lock of your hair before you go. Why? So I remember you were here. Don’t look at me like that. You know you’re leaving and not coming back. I was here for much longer than you and will be here long after you leave. I don’t want to think I was alone for all that time.
Sare
lock. locked. locking. she locks thoughts in her head sick thoughts horrid thoughts thoughts that don’t go away, plague, hurt, ache in ways she’s never ached before. there are things that cannot be said. there are things that cannot be said. said said. saying. i say. “dont look at me like that.”
elysium
He picked the lock and opened the door. He didn’t know what he would find inside, only that the house was a rich man’s. At this point, any opportunity for money the man would take. Nothing had worked before, so why not try crime, he thought. As he swung the door open, he was shocked by what he saw.
Tom
its in my head, but i can’t reach it.
they say it would only come out after i die. then they will crack my skull open , scoop out the gray matter before blending it into an unrecognizable mass.
then, we will find out.
grac
but respectully one cannot possibly put a lock on anything. Nothing can ever be locked off from everything. So, a lock, the attempt to prevent access to something, can only be temporary.
If a lock if placed on something, clearly you’re doing it for a reason.
matt
Trying to unlock the door to my muse. I hear her caling but her voice is just abuse. I look around trying to find what will satisfy her but she just grins and says “Too bad, try another.” But o brother this taking me so long, all I really want to do is write a damn
Lo
The lock that was on the door couldn’t have been the one I installed. I had just put it in too, right after my wife had screamed at me to do it. I mean really, she acted like she hated me, so I did it. Now I come home today and find that I didn’t even do it right? Huh, she must’ve changed it when she put my clothes on the lawn.
Joshua
to me this signifies security, a safe place when I know that the one I love holds the key. Thats the beauty of bondage and the joy of submission. freedom with all responsibilities taken from you, so you can just ‘be’. It’s beautiful and fulfilling.
Becca
golden keys
ornate, old,
what is inside
locked behind doors
cursive writting on envelopes
in treasure chests
and books unopened
in hearts beating inside a lovers chest,
a mind unspoken?
grab the key
open the lock
heaven knows that the lock is the only source of held in feelings. The lock is the disease – the key is the cure. What are the symptoms? – regression, isolation, closterphobia?
locked
prission
sure
safety
unlock
security
bloked
shock
closed
fantastic
happiness
it is the greatest concept in the world. it provides a great deal of comfort to an individual using this product or concept because it gives security. security of your belongings, your job or even your life, a lock is essential to
I locked the door
and closed my eyes,
and breathed in
the sweet, sweet
scent
of
life.
If I could just reach out my fingers
I wouldn’t need to see;
the world would be open
–no locked doors–
because I know how to
taste.
if i had a key i would open it, it is usually golden a beautiful and interesting object, it can stand on doors, or on a book!
locks on a door. i can lock my car. a key opens a lock. I was locked out of my house. The size of that lock is too small. Lock the bathroom door when you use it. I can now lock my bedroom with a twist. I lock all my doors at night. Looking through a lock is difficult.
Ouch. I can’t get in. There’s a golden padlock on your heart and I broke a nail trying to pick it. Your brown locks are my envy. Will you lock up please? Sanity locks us into
She turned the key, and the lock released it’s hold on the door. She opened the door to open herself up to the world on the other side of this rotating piece of wood. This portal was a fantastic adventure awaiting to be taken.
i locked my bike to the pole
the lock on my locker helps my locker rom gettint stolen books
lock means to secure something so wont get stolen or tooken
i locked my bike to the pole
the lock on my locker helps my locker rom gettint stolen books
lock and key is what i am thinking about. even though i was just told not to think. now the green bar is yet again sliding away ticking away the time for this somehow similar to how the clock on my wall is.
when you lock your door it really bothers me, like as though if you asked me not to come in i would not listen and just barge in because i was curious or suspicious about your behaviors that you just wanted to keep private like maybe masturbation. but maybe also it was something really nice like making me a birthday card on my birthday and you just think i’m a big asshole trying to sabotage it.
the lock clicked open as samuel breathed a sigh of relief. he had finally found the right key and was ready to enter his house, free from the dampening discomfort of late-night dew. after a long graveyard shift at the local grocery store he was looking forward to enjoying a microwave dinner and three lonely hours of television before falling asleep.
you have my heart locked down , for the rest of my life i will love you with my entire heart and soul, i love you ray duran . theres a fire man outside
Lock me up, he whispered to her. If you lock me up, I’ll never be free, and you can do whatever you want to me. She glares at him, says that that’s not what she wants, that’s never what she wanted, but behind her back, her fingers toy with a small golden key.
On the door their was a lock. A very curious, silver, lock that flared at the edges and had a deep keyhole through the oak door Edison put this eye up to the hole and looked through it. But he could see nothing inside. Outside the sun was beginning to set. A chilll draught swept under the door and made Edison’s knees cold. He shivered and headed back downstairs to the kitchen.
lock is the thing i hate the most, is a no from an object, you can’t go pass it unless you own it.
Locks don’t listen, they don’t care so lock me up
tickity-tock
lick-lock
was the game my brother used to play. I hated it, but now I miss those days. I wonder if he ever does too. If so it never shows and that is what hurts the most.
i locked myself in a closet the other night. it was damp and scary, and i couldnt find my way out. i figured that i might as well go through all of the things that were in the closet, so i did. i found a bunch of small trinkets, such as a 20 dollar bill, a small lego man, a tiny saftey pin, and the like.
Lock the door! Here it comes. I tried to jam my body against the door but it was of no use. This was not going to be easy. The rain was pouring down and the wind was howling. I braced myself for the worst. The pounding was getting louder and louder. And then I woke up. It was a sunny day. The birds were singing. I was drenched in sweat, my fists clenched. It took a while before I could get out of bed.
It’s called brain lock. Starting now! I can’t seem to find the key and the little green line is like a demon trying to catch my next thought – Aha!
The padlock was frozen in the winter air. Mike looked around as he picked up a heavy rock, then slammed them together. The lock broke into tiny pieces and fell to the ground.
it was her hair that had driven him to find her, even if within the crevices of his mind alone. the tiny lock which he took on a whim never thinking it would be the only memento of her meager existence
lock it up and throw away the key! take the safe to a place under the sea. where blossoms bloom and fish sing. lock up love in a bottle and send it out to see. lock up money and burn it to the ground, along with greed. pick the lock of fear and send it sky diving. locking up emotion weakens the soul
lock the door- what did you miss? the outside world is waiting. it may be a beautiful lock but it’s not beautiful when you’re locked inside. just take a step outside and figure out the true meaning of life. throw away that old padlock. find a way through the forest, look at the sunset. live your life with no locks.
take a step to the lock. a padlock- such a beautiful lock that keeps things hidden. but it’s more beautiful when you can take it off. then you shall see inside..
take a step to the lock. a padlock- such a beautiful lock that keeps things hidden. but it’s more beautiful when you can take it off. then you shall see inside..
The lock was stuck. It usually only sticks in the cold, so i was shocked when i couldn’t get into my house. my mom told me to get a new lock, but i didn’t. i never listen to her, even when i think i should.
Click.
It took a simple twist of the metal piece in my hand before the door swung open on oiled hinges. I blessed the owner of the house for keeping the doors so well maintained and stepped inside quietly.
The furnishings of the house were much more lush than I remembered from my time there but the same dusty smell burdened my senses and I forced the urge to cry out to Isabelle.
I turned, and there was the living room and she was there.
Soon, we’ll have to cut Luke’s hair. At 18 months, it has beautiful ringlets, and, while I never thought I’d be the “lock in the locket” sort of mother–I’d like that. A piece of his baby days next to my heart.
I want a lock of your hair before you go. Why? So I remember you were here. Don’t look at me like that. You know you’re leaving and not coming back. I was here for much longer than you and will be here long after you leave. I don’t want to think I was alone for all that time.
lock. locked. locking. she locks thoughts in her head sick thoughts horrid thoughts thoughts that don’t go away, plague, hurt, ache in ways she’s never ached before. there are things that cannot be said. there are things that cannot be said. said said. saying. i say. “dont look at me like that.”
He picked the lock and opened the door. He didn’t know what he would find inside, only that the house was a rich man’s. At this point, any opportunity for money the man would take. Nothing had worked before, so why not try crime, he thought. As he swung the door open, he was shocked by what he saw.
its in my head, but i can’t reach it.
they say it would only come out after i die. then they will crack my skull open , scoop out the gray matter before blending it into an unrecognizable mass.
then, we will find out.
but respectully one cannot possibly put a lock on anything. Nothing can ever be locked off from everything. So, a lock, the attempt to prevent access to something, can only be temporary.
If a lock if placed on something, clearly you’re doing it for a reason.
Trying to unlock the door to my muse. I hear her caling but her voice is just abuse. I look around trying to find what will satisfy her but she just grins and says “Too bad, try another.” But o brother this taking me so long, all I really want to do is write a damn
The lock that was on the door couldn’t have been the one I installed. I had just put it in too, right after my wife had screamed at me to do it. I mean really, she acted like she hated me, so I did it. Now I come home today and find that I didn’t even do it right? Huh, she must’ve changed it when she put my clothes on the lawn.
to me this signifies security, a safe place when I know that the one I love holds the key. Thats the beauty of bondage and the joy of submission. freedom with all responsibilities taken from you, so you can just ‘be’. It’s beautiful and fulfilling.
golden keys
ornate, old,
what is inside
locked behind doors
cursive writting on envelopes
in treasure chests
and books unopened
in hearts beating inside a lovers chest,
a mind unspoken?
grab the key
open the lock
There is a lock on my door, but I never use it.