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Descend with me into the depths of darkness
Where the wind strips the flesh from your bones.
Enclosed in an envelope of starkness,
Feel all hope of escape erode
As demons paint the walls with your blood.
Get your tickets here!
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A/N: I thought I'd try one with a sliiiightly daker tone. This is for Poppy's Prompts #5. If you're not familiar with her prompts, check it out here and join in on the fun:
About the Creator
Dana Crandell
Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist
My poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity
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