The Door
Screeching
Scratching
Goes the door
Latching its
Latch through
The floor
The pitching
So cruel
To my ears
After all
These years
The door
Still leers
Running from
The door
Won’t leave my brain
Reminded of the
Door
With such pain
So steady on its
Hinges is
The door
Laughing its laugh
Through the floor.
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