Amid the shadows, bleak and forlorn,
A haunting tale of woe is born.
A raven's caw, a chilling breeze,
Unveils the heart's darkest unease.

Eyes that gleam with spectral light,
Pierce the depths of endless night.
Whispers echo, secrets keep,
In the realm where sorrow sleeps.

A pendulum swings, a sinister dance,
Time's cruel jest, a fateful trance.
Eternal echoes of despair,
In Poe's domain, a soul laid bare.
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