In the shadows where silence reigns,
Death's icy touch, no soul refrains.
A whisper soft, a chilling breath,
Steals away, the sting of death.
In the depths of night, where fears abide,
Grim specter lurks, where shadows hide.
With hollow eyes and ghostly stare,
It claims its prize, with little care.
A mother weeps, her child now gone,
In sorrow's grasp, she's left alone.
A...
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