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The Grimiore ~ A Dark Fairy Tale...~
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The Grimiore (Dark Poetry) Image shrouded in black came to visit me tonight.
To speak words of doom,
to whisper words of death in my ear.
A casket in a room.
Grasping for a breath of air,
fate seals the tomb.
Here I lay in this sarcophagus,
a cold hand covers my mouth.
"Quiet now" he hisses.
"No one can hear you,
and time no longer cares.
Your existence was just a dream.
A glimpse of reality to make you yearn for more.
But here I stand now,
Death is at your door.
I have come for you,
nothing you can do to hide.
Lay here in my eternal night.
No need to try to fight,
my fear is stronger than you.
Lie and listen to the march of the night’s dark tune.
As the piercing silence echo’s in your tomb.
Wilted paper roses now adorn your stone.
I have spoken your name,
Death has called you home."
