|The door (standard:poetry, 88 words)|
|Author: Unsun||Added: Sep 27 2000||Views/Reads: 2352/5||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
The Door The door has been sealed within turbinate darkness I've healed I've collected my thought I've seen the havoc you wrought But amidst this Cimmerian night I've lost the will to fight My body and soul, atrophied Neither strength nor the will for any good deed So here I shall stay Amidst the fallen and Fey All the while watching the door Enveloped in such darkness, as found only in lore And listen to the havok you wreak To sit and to be but never to speak Tweet
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