Gatekeeper

Through the alley
Across the tracks
Beneath the dust
6 feet to be exact
Are where the w!ld tings lay
When they cease to live
A lawless place
Patroled by ghouls & globs
Rougues & romantics
Behind them all
The King leans against his throne
Before them all
Sits the Gatekeeper
Its wings forming the gates
To the entrance of the party

To the entrance of the party

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Am i wrong?...Am i?..And the church said

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