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The ornate rosewood clock Chimed 12 midnight; Tick tock tick tock... Echoed back lavish papered walls. Only the soft candlelight Bore witness to the scarlet stained walls; The anguished muffled cry Drowned by the midnight chime. It knew when to strike. At midnight.
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May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 4:22 PM UTC
Midnight Chime
The ornate rosewood clock Chimed 12 midnight; Tick tock tick tock... Echoed back lavish papered walls. Only the soft candlelight Bore witness to the scarlet stained walls; The anguished muffled cry Drowned by the midnight chime. It knew when to strike. At midnight.
The moon shines over some blood every night. I'm usually not this creepy kay.
AditiKo
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May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 4:22 PM UTC
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