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Man in Black
Twisted tendrils of pure shadow flourish from within
Abhorrent hatred fills the void left by many sins
The riddle of an unmarked Door, the true illusion of desire
An insidious abyss between, trapped inside a web of fire
Shady nooks and crannies in a labyrinthine mind
Housing within deep crevices, putrid parasites that bind
A nightmare carousel of blackened chaos, so tightly wound
Dreaming of dread creatures, going round and round
This strange stage is set and the roles are rolled
The ball’s in play, the play unfolds
Shattered shields and broken swords
Shattered hearts and broken hopes
I sit upon the Beam and look down with a smile
As we begin again this Sisyphean grind
Timeless fates of crimson ghosts weaving and entwined
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