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Beneath midnight’s vexing veil, 
   insidious shadows creep.
A tormented mind weaves its tale,
   where solitude and loneliness weep.
A soul surrounded by a storm of woe, 
   death’s relentless call,
Lost and all alone,
   he drifts through labyrinthine halls.

The mirror’s ghastly gaze,
   reflects a loathsome face.
Each etched line, scars of time,
   leaving sorrow’s somber trace.
The wistful whispers of self-disdain, 
   their murmurs maliciously clear,
Silent screams of eternal pain,
   a dirge for none to hear.

A haunted maze of faded memory,
   where wonder once dared to tread,
Now echo with wails of misery,
   where hope has long been dead.
Loneliness, a phantom’s hand,
   tightens its cruel clasp,
Sanity hangs by a single strand,
   in darkness’ deviant grasp.

Succumbing to the dread of endless night,
   marked by silent, tearless cries.
A soul devoid of hope’s guiding light,
   seduced by the Devil’s alluring lies.
Death beckons like a siren’s call,
   a promise of sweet relief.
Life lingers like a darkened squall,
   drowning in a sea of endless grief.

In midnight’s dark embrace,
   can a flicker faintly gleam?
A softly whispered trace,
   a bleak question in a dream--
Is there dawn beyond this endless night,
   a peaceful morning not yet seen?
Or does this abyss consume all light,
   and drown the soul serene?

Alas, the shadows close their grasp, 
   as night gives way to day,
A final breath, one last gasp,
   as sorrow slips away.
In the stillness of the grave,
   his struggle finds release,
In death’s embrace, a soul so brave, 
   attains eternal peace.

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