Corner

The present fades away as recollections surge
Into a figure where the bedroom walls converge
A visitation from a harbinger of doom
An apparition in the corner of the room

I turn my face away but feel the presence there
Once known but long forgotten perfume fills the air
A spirit gliding towards the bed in which I lie
A ghostly flourish in the corner of my eye

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Bury the evening in a dusty floral quilt
How can a mourner ever overcome such guilt
Until the morning I accept what I have done
It's got me cornered 'til the rising of the sun

A midnight intersection with the other side
The same black dress that she was wearing when she died
A haunting vision of a human silhouette
A shadow cast upon the corner of the bed

A rose of ebony between her crimson lips
A dozen silver thorns with blood-encrusted tips
A banshee's wail forever waiting to get out
A fluid trickles from the corner of her mouth

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