A new man started hanging around the Albert Hall. I had known him better than anyone, He was Mick Jagger, we had dated before, but we had to stop because he moved to a different country. But here I was staring at him again, I wanted to go up to him and love him again, but then I remembered, I wasn't alone, I was under a shadow, which was cold at times. But I loved him too, and after all, he was sent to me by my father, if I disobeyed things would happen. Tonight was the show, and I would sing "hey you".
I get on stage and sing, and Mick was staring at me the whole time. When I finished Jim spoke from above, "bravo, bravo" I then jumped, but Mel came to visit. "Joy, where have you been?" "I've been waiting for the Angel of music to come here" I say. Mel just laughs and goes back up to finish watching the show. I go to my room and Mick comes in with flowers, I hug him and we talk if the little things of years ago. He pauses, and listens to Jim's voice, "When the music's over...turn out the lights." Mick gets frightened, "who is that Joy?!" I tell Mick to stand outside, and I lock the door. Jim keeps singing and apears in the mirror, I soon follow him in a trance-like state to his dungeon of thoughts and despair.
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The Phantom of The Doors
RandomJoy Robinson has been having dreams of the unforgettable Jim Morrison. But she didn't know that he was real and in fact, The phantom of The Doors. Join her and many other familiar classic rock faces for a journey of love, mystery, and tragedy.
