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Chambers alight as the evening bleeds into night the courtyard late with her ghost opaque in autumn drapes atop my hearth it sits perched so motionless unending in insidious dialect, of purpose bereft one word so clearly uttered crept forth from it's mouth in reply to my inquisitions, of vowels sickly pronounced surely this cannot be, how could this creature speak? the answer remains the same, descent into madness complete it's her voice that I can't forget, like summer in bloom and Death, with putrid breath, laughs upon his throne
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Submitted by
grindbear On Jul 23, 2010
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