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Mar 2016
Violently torn from a rare blissful dream
By the sound of my name swathed by a stentorian scream

Shivering against a sudden chill; room now dense with a effluvium stench
An immense fear now rendering my body into a painful clench

Skeletal face set in a sepulchral mask draws eerily near
Momentarily muted as I taste the bitterness of a lone salted tear

Dead lidless eyeballs boring deep into my soul bones rotting and bent
Motionless mouth oozing ferocious whispers through an ancient accent

Your time here is at it's end, I've blessed you with a long, painful death!
Announced the hideous eidolon words pushed forth by a decaying breath

Extending out a ***** finger it touched my skin which scorched
An instant infestation; A serge of agonizing pain blistering and torched

Now marks the beginning of your end....
Written by
Mark Crane  No fixed adress
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