Here I present to you
Tape placed over switches
And curtains sewn shut
Starring
Screams outside your window
And a never finished song
Featuring
The feeling of cold metal
And grey sand under your feet
Written by
Hands placed over mouths
And censored thoughts
When the show is over
I suggest you head for the exits
To find the doors never had existed
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A Collection of Things
Short StoryThis is basically for all the little poems and writing I come up with that don"t add up to something bigger but I want to share anyway.