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The Door

I took a step
And it dragged my body along.
I don't wanna go,
For I know what's behind that red door.
I fear I may ruin,
What has already been torn.
They say
Fear is nothing
But your future in your nightmares.
When I sleep these days,
I see that red door.
The door bleeds
And the cave, it guards,
Shrieks at midnight.
I don't wanna go.
But on some dark nights,
When the moon disappears,
I find myself caged
Behind that red door.