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The Inside - 2. The doors
As I lay, comfy in my bed,
Slowly penetrateing in to repose,
On door closes out of reach
Another opens ventral bound.
The matt noir door,
Locked fast with rusted chains,
While the other a shimmering onyx gate way,
Lays open and delightfully cordial / pleasurable.
Everynight I stare at,
Its beautiful gleam,
And ponder on whats exclusively within,
Maybe a golden crown?
No, that is sheepheaded of course,
But sitting in here,
Really does make you wonder,
why it exists?
Thoes doors in my mind,
One open,
One closed,
Chapters of my life perhaps?
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