
Slowly, softly seized
Faces whose eyes stare at me
I’m an empty stage
Blast from the Past:
Staring into the
Abyss of sinister scorn
And shame seethingly
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Slowly, softly seized
Faces whose eyes stare at me
I’m an empty stage
Blast from the Past:
Staring into the
Abyss of sinister scorn
And shame seethingly