He Slammed the Door
He slammed the door,
With a great loud thud.
To prevent the dark evil thoughts,
Just lurking behind the door,
From getting hold of his mind.
He slammed the door,
With all his might,
For in this dark evil hour,
No one was there,
To help his falling citadel.
He slammed the door,
A door to his heart,
To shut out the dark evil despair,
Lurking just out of reach,
Besieging his soul.
He slammed the door,
And wished to see the night sky,
For in this dark evil time,
Only the beautiful shooting stars,
Could light up his dust-coated soul.
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