Doors by Kayleigh

Through the grey door, 

 You can see,

The ash of burnt souls, screaming for mercy.


Through the black door,

You can see,

A demon of death invading the dreams of innocence.


Through the blood door,

You can see,

hate raging into flames, suffocating the world in ashes.


Through the ebony door,

You can see,

a spider screaming the life out of kids destroying their love and happiness.


Through the daisy door 

You can see

snow giving frostbite to the world and galaxies beyond.


Through the bumblebee door 

You can see

evil laughter filling the world with desperation.

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