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The Trap Door

The trap door is open. I fall inside.

The pain is consuming. The fire burning deep inside.
The trap door is open my window half closed.

I'm all alone, in the shadows I hide. From the bellowing on the other side.
The trap door is open, my heart is closed.

The unwilling memories stay inside as I doze.


Raindrops are falling in and out. Darkness is falling over and about.



The dew is drying as I am dieing.
The trap door is open the chaos spills out.

The star of the sky of my heart flooded with darkness.


My color of green slowly tainted with black.



My world turns dark.





The trap door is closed.





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