Closed Doors

Closed Doors, a Cinquain poem by Walk In Verse

Closed doors:
Cold, dark, deadly,
Opening at nighttime.
Nuclear holocaust blossoms
— Mayhem

Closed Doors by K. Saitta © 2014, A Walk In Verse

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