Lured into Shadows

dawn turns to dusk
and dusk turns to dawn
though the dark is ever advancing

while the sycamores dance
to the beat of the drum
such lush beauty, fully entrancing

in the spider’s web
slim extremities caught
unable to walk back home

darkest night fills the heart
and the candle winks out
underneath the unhallowed dome

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