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Oubliette
In the depths of a castle, dark and drear,
Lies an oubliette, a place of fear.
A dungeon of forgotten souls,
Where shadows dance and darkness rolls.
No light can pierce the gloom within,
No hope for those trapped in sin.
The walls are cold, the air is stale,
A prison without key or bail.
But in the silence, whispers rise,
Echoes of the lost and wise.
Their stories etched in stone and bone,
A haunting melody, a mournful tone.
So beware the oubliette's embrace,
A place of sorrow, a resting place.
For once you enter, you may never leave,
A forgotten soul, lost to the weave.
© catchdeezhands
Lies an oubliette, a place of fear.
A dungeon of forgotten souls,
Where shadows dance and darkness rolls.
No light can pierce the gloom within,
No hope for those trapped in sin.
The walls are cold, the air is stale,
A prison without key or bail.
But in the silence, whispers rise,
Echoes of the lost and wise.
Their stories etched in stone and bone,
A haunting melody, a mournful tone.
So beware the oubliette's embrace,
A place of sorrow, a resting place.
For once you enter, you may never leave,
A forgotten soul, lost to the weave.
© catchdeezhands
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