Chains by My Friend

March 2, 2010
By Anonymous

I slowly make my way over to that door of hearkened sorrow
The door cries out to the ones around it
"The chains, they bind us", it says to us all, "break through them with the cutters of life"
I listen to it speak it's words of wisdom
It knows much
I go to the door and slowly put my hand on the cold handle
I turn the knob with fierce quickness and slam the door open
Inside of that door of sorrow is the....

The author's comments:
I use the style of Edgar Allen Poe.

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