Duet in the Shadows

Singing in the medows, creeping black widows.

Darkness builds, shivers and chills and the blood spills.

The mind, morbidly crafted and sat on window ceils.

Haunting the mind, loneliness kills, leave you lifeless torn by fake thrills.

It smells, torment and hatred from the forbidden realms.

Choose your battles, harness up weapons as the chime rattles.

Come along, my Duet in the Shadows.

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