Saturday, January 25, 2020

Susurrations of the Dark


Have I told you that dark tale
of a room at the devil's hour,
Where will o' wisps lurk
To trick you into hell's bower?

Pay heed to the warning then
pray do not follow that flicker,
For 'tis agent of shadows here
a mischievous, hellish tricker.

Many have come before you
and fallen prey to their doom,
O once you have entered here
There's no way out of this room.

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