In a dark and eerie room,
Lies an hourglass of doom,
With each grain of sand that falls,
A new terror calls.
As the sands of time slip away,
The darkness comes out to play,
A journey through fear and fright,
A tale of terror and night.
The hourglass, a portal to hell,
Where nightmares and demons dwell,
A ticking time bomb of dread,
A countdown to the land of the dead.
So turn the hourglass over,
And let the horror take over,
For in this land of screams,
Nothing is as it seems.
The darkness, a suffocating shroud,
The silence, deafeningly loud,
The fear, a knife in the heart,
The terror, tearing you apart.
So beware the hourglass of doom,
For it brings nothing but gloom
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random shit poems
Poetryif writing shit is an art am the artist bruhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh but am still gonna post
