I
The door was open
Impossibly large crowd, loud
The door was closed, still
II
Thoughts could be heard, sad
Ironclad, evil; vise grip
Inside ripped; dead crypt
III
Insanity he
Sadly slipped, the door was closed
Always closed, the end
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