The Door and What’s Behind It
The door shrieks on hinges
Two hundred years old
Leads to a passage
Reeking of mold
Paintings in oils
Usher you in
Wallpaper roses
And ceilings of tin
A breathtaking beauty
Long past her lustre
It’s love at first sight but....
Do you think you can trust her?
It depends what I'm trusting her with...:)
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No, not at all :) wow again.
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Not sure I can trust her, but I am intrigued. :-)
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