The Boogeyman
Walking through portraitures discordant
Nightmare acutations better part of singulars
Far too long ? Enunciating endogenous skeletons
Less proxy amid the harrowing graveyard of their bones ?
Decaying biosphere chambers these tales in secrets
They have never told ? Slumber gathering beyound his iron
Gates atop the sepulchers betwixt gray stones ? Virtual..
Tombs marking time that screams and all her blood is not my own.
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