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Creep in a Gothic Society
You reaped your life out from the dungeons of hell,
You cast the shadows long before me.
A tiny embraceable you is what I've not see,
The darkness in the grungiest place ever.
A mortal hole you creep in the night,
A poetic freedom cast the spells.
Forever daunting into a hallowing grave,
A distant fever felt.
You crept up from the misery of life,
Not knowing what more is coming into the day.
For shadows have cobwebs attached to them here,
I know not of what is trenching in my path.
I can see you sticking bullets into me,
I can feel the seeping blood through my veins.
The darkness prevails ever so deeply within,
Alone in the depths of the hands of the Gothic Society.
- Author: Marianne Trox
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