• Daemora's Gallery
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    Something that makes little sense<br />
    Looming dark corridors,<br />
    Shadows abound every silent creaking corner<br />
    A fear that strikes many in the dead of night<br />
    A noise here and a movement there<br />
    Disorientation, sweat beads on even the sturdiest of brows<br />
    No one is there, nothing meaning harm<br />
    An innocent chair with coat hanging over seems the worst kind of spectre<br />
    The dark is something none can master<br />
    Midnight a dreaded time<br />
    The full moon filled with both romance and terror<br />
    A black cat skitters by<br />
    Your heart speeds up, a glance in every direction<br />
    The slightest draft is the devil breathing down your neck<br />
    The feeling of being suffocated<br />
    Ridiculous they tell you<br />
    But you know what's there<br />
    You know what lies in wait every night, in every alcove<br />
    Prickled skin tight with dread, stomach churning about<br />
    Was that a moan or simply the wind hitting the tiles of the roof<br />
    Blood beating through strained ears is all that's heard<br />
    Its all so fake... only happens in the movies<br />
    A lie, all a horrible lie to cover up something so awfully true<br />
    Demons lie in wait for you, waiting to embrace you and have you<br />
    Silent whisperings of the wind or silent whispers of the damned<br />
    Tears prick at the corners of your eyes, it's hopeless, the fear closes in<br />
    You can't breathe, can't move, you pray for a quick death<br />
    Nothingness is what you fear.<br />
    Darkness is the only thing awaiting your restless soul
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