The Pendulum Swings...

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Cobwebs draped on the window lay motionless...

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She saunters alone in these darkened woods...

To Come No More...

The evil moments,
Of pleasures dared...

The stroll in their Forest is eerie this eve,
It is dark here as the trees block the sun...

Vengeance is Hers
Her eyes pierce the darkness like lightening in a...

Life is for the young at heart,
For the old have lived their dreams...