Behind the Door

August 12, 2008
As I step away from the door, I trip on something hard and fall to the floor.


Down in darkness I hear a sound

I got up and tried to look around,

But the darkness is consuming.
No matter how hard I try I can't shake this feeling of doom.
Finally, I understand what is the sound.
The door starts to close, and all light is kept tight.




Behind the door.
"This will certify that the above work is completely original,"





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