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Door Poem

January 3, 2013
By afro123 PLATINUM, Centerville, Iowa
afro123 PLATINUM, Centerville, Iowa
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I approached the big stone door
encrypted messages line the massive behemoth
It felt so, so cold
I put the gold key in the ancient lock
I turned the key, the tumblers turned
I was hit with a rush of smells
the worst was the fowl odor of death
Rotten skeletons layered the stone chasm
Then I hit the floor hard and fainted



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