The walls are painted every colour in the rainbow, the floor is black. Pitch
black.
Everything is quiet.
There aren’t any doors just silence and darkness
sitting here alone, I don’t know if I’m dreaming or not and I cannot escape. It
feels like forever and then a door appears. I open it to find complete blackness
and then I fall and land on a spot of light, there’s a white door infront of
me.
I walk up towards it slowly. Then I open it as fast as I can and I wake up
in bed.
Your use of colour and imagery is impressive Lloyd. A beautiful piece. Your should be proud.
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lloyd this is probarly the best work you have done i really enjoyed reading your poem but you can use alot more puncuation etc but it was really good kepp it up
ReplyDeletereally good work lloyd keep it up
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