Cowering in the Corridor of Certain Catastrophe

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Towering twisted aperture
Intertwined with vines and twigs alike
Beckoning ominously
Creaks open
Reciting the music of the forever dissipated
As I enter unknowingly
Haunting hallways
Lined with cackling creatures
Watching me greedily
Hopelessly alone
Swimming in a sea of sharks
Quickening my pace nervously
Running through the darkness
No exit in sight
Trapped eternally
Suddenly stuck
Forced through a door
The end surely
Greeted by a monster
Grotesque and deformed
Utters eerily




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