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Horror of Rhythm.
As the Piano rise to the notes of Rhythm,
It send eeriness to the surrounding.
Filling the silence with fear.
Music seeps through the hands of the dark poet,
Which came to life within the piano.
They rhythm soon filled with horror and suspense,
Spreading fast to cover the darkest night.
Then darkness grew.
feeding on and swallowing the whole town.
Sorrow and despair was born.
Engulfing in the street of mist,
the house stood still and motionless.
The dark patrols,
the pedestrian lost its senses.
In the world of dark,
Everything's a prisoner.
Capture by the hands of the dark pianist
I can almost hear the scary sound!
Your words capture very well the sound of this frightening piano! I like the line "Music seeps through the hands of the dark poet" Good one!
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