The Hanged Man

Blackened eyes cause the heart to race.
Must run away, all you can do is cry.
A familiar poison, smeared across the hollow face.
An old sinister rope is tied to the sky.

Eyes piercing into your soul, 
Its visit comes with a heavy toll.
Once the clock strikes midnight
You’ll be trapped in the cold light.

There is no hope here,
only death and decay.
A soft voice infiltrates your ear,
and giant claws close your airway.

An overwhelming foul scent,
you’re filled with strife.
It lives for your torment,
until you take your life.

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