Written by Emily Harstone | January 5, 2018
The vines surrounding abhorred their existence
what have I got to lose
Knock upon the doorway to wonder.
I won’t knock this time around.
The Road to Nowhere ended here
The designer shuttered, “Oh my goodness.”
I’m trapped in my minds terror.
Edgar Allan Poe would love this.
It is time we finally escaped.
Finally, She had found the door
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The vines surrounding abhorred their existence
what have I got to lose
Knock upon the doorway to wonder.
I won’t knock this time around.
The Road to Nowhere ended here
The designer shuttered, “Oh my goodness.”
I’m trapped in my minds terror.
Edgar Allan Poe would love this.
It is time we finally escaped.
Finally, She had found the door