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This is a haunting tale

But one that needs to be told

About an evening visit

A black mass in the cold

Particles did vacillate

The air seemed a tomb

Pitch black in the corner

There was something in my room

Beware the shifting shape

It comes into your place

It is the creeping darkness

The one without a face

It did not frighten me

Until it moved bedside

It moved across my heart

I thought that it had died

Maleficent creature

My vision blacking down

Away the still night

Without even a sound

When a spirit is out to scare you

Do not panic on the floor

Soon this vision will exit

Its energy under the door