Poetry, dark.

It’s a dark and dreary place
You can tell by the look on my face
People try to find the key
To my locked up sanctuary
The doors are closed so no body knows
The things that go on and the secrets it holds
You may think this beautifully morbid place is frightening
Because its skies are always filled with thunder and lightening
But its the most wonderful place ever
And no one will understand this because it has been hidden forever
This place finds beauty in the things people find horrible and wrong
It’s a place that accepts the things others say dont belong
So what is this place that no one can find?
It’s a place i like to call my mind

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