*please stick with it as its long
My key opens the door...

Do you have the time?
To read my little rhyme...

What do you feel deep down inside?
Could it be a sense of pride...

Behind a locked door is where I lay
In a vault of grandness where my many treasures...

I’ve fallen from the sky
I’ve fallen from so high...

To Rachael
To my Wiccan sister...

I still linger never to be found
For some reason I cannot sever my earthly bound...

Notice me
Why didn’t I see...

I see a disaster in front of my eyes
The earth is moving I want to cry...

This is a follow up to one of my previous poems...
So do you have the courage to enter these vaults...

I know this aint really good but i didnt know what...
Scurry, hurry for your mcflurry Murry...

Do you remember how we used to laugh?
Well we still do...