An Old Darken Throne

I walked alone

by an old darken throne;

it had given me fright

just of its sight,

I held on tight because I

know I am going for a ride

of some other kind

it will blow one’s mind,

my own tantalized soul

made no joke to what I hold

I stand so bold

to the man getting close,

He is dressed in all black suit

at first I thought I was seeing

Edgar Allan Poe walking around

wearing a big old long hat on his head.

But when he stood so near

I had gone to sleep

into a very bad dream

ravens where flying around

looking for the lost and found,

Pains started coming my way

in a cloud of darkness

deep within my soul

my body started turning cold,

I walked alone

to an old darken throne

now became my home.

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