#WritcoPoemPrompt24
Dark is the night,

Darker the soul,

Fathomless depths,

Stories untold,

The pain growled,

his henchmen aware,

the troops filled,

the vaccums of mind,

the laughter dimmed,

as the scythe took a swipe,

cutting through the air of happiness,

left with the frigid cold.
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