Written by Emily Harstone | January 5, 2018
There was no escape once inside…
The forest soon took it back.
Despite vines and age, blue’s home
Into the depths of my mind
One, last, scratch, then nothing more.
“Wait!” But the doors closed forever.
Something lurks behind the green door.
Hearts were shut; their roots, growing.
The old door looked tortured also.
“Leave,” it said, but then, “come.”
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There was no escape once inside…
The forest soon took it back.
Despite vines and age, blue’s home
Into the depths of my mind
One, last, scratch, then nothing more.
“Wait!” But the doors closed forever.
Something lurks behind the green door.
Hearts were shut; their roots, growing.
The old door looked tortured also.
“Leave,” it said, but then, “come.”