Knock on the Door

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One silent Apartment of Two rooms

Two Days of Living waiting for the doom.

 

2AM in the dark morning

Soul inside was burning

Was dipped into ocean of dreams

Heard footsteps approaching towards me.

 

Peaceful frozen night

Someone knocking the door Twice

With questions in mind, opened the door

Shocked not to find anyone out there.

 

Closed the door with full of fear

Went to freezer, grabbed Two beers

knock knock, sound kept repeating

Went to the bed sneaking and creeping.

 

Fell asleep, don’t know when

Had a dream of an old man

Entered through a closed door

On a broken chair he sat

On shoulder carrying a black cat.

 

The black cat jumped over me

Terrified me broke out of sleep

Wet full of sweat

Full of agony but very quiet.

 

Played soft pleasant musical tune

Two days of living waiting for the doom.

Two days of living waiting for the doom.

 

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