The Call of Cthulhu
The Call of Cthulhu's voice echoes in my mind, drawing me to my doom. I try to resist, but it's too strong. I am dragged down to the depths, claimed by the Great Old One
From the depths of the sea, it calls to me,
Its voice is a siren song of doom.
The Call of Cthulhu, a nightmare to see,
A creature that should not exist, in a tomb.
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It whispers in my mind, a constant hum,
Of ancient power and unspeakable horrors.
I try to resist, but its pull is too strong,
Drawing me closer to its doors.
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I can feel its tentacles wrap around me,
As it drags me down to the depths.
My screams are silenced as I am claimed,
By the Great Old One, that never sleeps.
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The Call of Cthulhu, a being of dread,
Its power, a force that no one can outrun.
It calls to me, and I am led,
To my inevitable demise, undone.
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Faseeh Zaidi
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