The Cursed Hill
The cursed hill
Up the cursed hill
Prevails an uncanny silence
So deep and still
The nostalgic feeling gives you chills
The adrenaline rush fills your body and mind with a thrill
The dark wavering branches of the trees
The abandoned house overlooks the seas
The buzzing of the carnivorous bees
The ice-cold winds’ breeze
The appeasing humming of the mocking jay
A bizarre sense of an approaching stray
Beware the woods that are dense
Also never cross the fence
If you disobey, you are at your own expense.
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