• mystery_writing 5w

    SECRETS

    The black curtain hid that door,
    As if it was not the shore.
    Noone used to go and show,
    But I know something was there to blow.
    The tingling of anklet throughout the air,
    Makes the atmosphere dark and bare
    Everyone knows the black secret,
    What if the broken hole reveals the wicked.
    ©mystery_writing