Well hello, and welcome.
Door is opened,
it's now for you to enter.
Why don't you come in?
The grim reaper,
with a smiling mask and a scythe behind,
snears of deception on the skull face.
He hands you,
when you are still a child.
He gives you something,
would you take it?
A key to the door.
A rusty key covered with golden paint.
It looks shiny and new.
Then he shows you the way.
Follow me he said.
He then points to a door,
carved beautifully and stuffed with jewels.
Open it he says...
Just before you unlock the door,
A thick foul stench hurls into your nose.
Smells like burning and rotten corpses.
So bad that you would puke and throw up.
The choice is yours...
You have been shown some clues.
It's for you to decide...
Be dragged in or run away.
:D follow or die~~!! MUAHAHA!! :p jk ^^ *pokes every1* :D
Uhhh... Spookey :laugh: haha... Very good, a poem with different options... Die now or later
:p ^^ ty~ trying new styles again hehe :D ^^ hmm i wonder what i should do next...
I like this poem its different than the others. If I was given that option I would say die now. It all in the matter as to when.
@.@ u would say.... lol...thats very...*gulps* im suprised..my my...
Yeah..another experimental :p but not like the peace poem xD
*shivers*ray...yo...you scare me...*gulps* but anyways good job on this its very....scary...uh..i mean emotional....good job..*runs away*
@.@ it seems u taken the red colour... i'll go with.. this~! thx for the comment :) don't u wanna stay for some coffee first? :D
Very nice its something different and has two options.:2thumbs::2thumbs: