Aura
Roaming with its head high-
Magnificent creature, lurking
Around with a ginormous
Globe, emanating the torture
of the past; it was green.
Right when I reached the door,
It reached the knob, trying to
Push away with all red-
Surrounding it, looked right
Into the eyes, before vanishing
Completely.
Rationalizing what had
Just happened, trying to run-
Away from that awful smell
That punctured my nose,
Witnessed strange ash
Encompass, as I rush towards
The mirror; it was black.
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