Eerie Silence

There lies in an eerie silence

The tick tock of the clock work

Is the only sound that chimes

And the room is gloom of dark

There in the corner a ghastly

White glow of the night lamp

Reflecting off the grissly

Mirror all gross and damp

Not a breath could be heard

Not a heartbeat to be felt

Even the creek of the hardened

Wood makes you feel dejected

Where now lies the whisper

Of Soft swishing and rustling sounds

All that sweet melody is now gone

And into the eerie stillness drowned

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