Open Door Poem by Dale E. Starlight

Open Door



The door may be open
But should you go in?

Grips are slipping,
Sliding away,
Let's destroy this world
In all the best ways.

Faint whispers of a broken voice
Harkening hollow hopes to empty idols of ancient worship.

Evening reflections,
The joy of life
& Love.

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