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Drawbridge

Sallow sting
of mediocrity
watches and washes
over me
in a parade of pretend.

Gallows in thy name,
the beast performs
Fraud behind the glass
Mystified in satisfaction

A portal of entrance
freezes and creaks
like an old house
in mourning.

Bulldozer wrought
the threshold
 down
so that my demons
 may enter behind
      my gore

Lore, lore, without a door
I shall take a step.
Doubt, oh, doubt
   Should I leap?

I decide and defy
and go around.
Written by MythMalefactress9 (Myth Malefactress)
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