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Among the heart of the darkness, Katie stands,
Now a vessel for his demands.
Katie’s face, once innocent,
Now a crimson mask, marked with dark intent.
Her hair draped upon her blood-stained skin,
Vision filled with terror, her soul steeped in sin.
Katie’s night gown, once white and spotless, now tainted of red,
A symbol of their darkness now fed.
By her side stands Toby as his form takes shape,
Dawned in clothing that mirrors Katie’s bloody drape.
Toby’s presence creating an atmosphere of dread,
The manifestation of their darkness, born and bred.
Hand in hand they lead their family in song,
Such a chilling tune, haunting and long.
Like a cult like choir their voices rise,
Summoning brethren to dance in loving delight.
The living room, once a place of peace,
Now a stage for all darkness to release.
Limbs, tendons and skeletons posted along the walls,
A proud display of decor in the halls.
With brethren dancing and their voices swell,
The door to darkness opens, a gateway to hell.
Toby's empire awaits,
A realm of torment, beyond earthly gates.
The family sounding their final verse,
This door consumes them, forever an eternal curse.
The family home restored to its former glory,
As if nothing happened, but a bitter story
Katie and Toby, forever bound,
In the depths of their kingdom, where they are crowned.
Their "family" gathered in the deepest of abyss,
Loving servants to their leaders, eternal bliss.
About the Creator
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Blurring the lines of reality between real and fake. Dark poetic stories. Untraditional storyteller.
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