The mysterious doors,
where I can hear many roars.
When I open them,
in most of them, I see gems.
I sense danger here,
because next I may be trapped in a box of squares.
The worst nightmare came true,
and it did out of blue.
Oh, now I am in the multiverse,
where tragic verse.
I am stuck here,
and now I feel like to disappear.
Oh no wonder how many doors are here,
I just don't wanna listen the word "magic" here.
Now I'll come down through a pipe,
like the bullet coming out through a snipe.
Ah! Finally I am home,
my sweet home.
Now I feel like never going back there,
I wholely swear.
- Author: Nature ( Offline)
- Published: March 28th, 2023 07:04
- Category: Fantasy
- Views: 9
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