Tonight we sing the songs of regret,
as we done on the feast of misfits
We drink the wine of misfortune,
as we dance to the music of hopeless delieverence
what a sight to see!
Throught the shards of broken glass
You can see the mistrust on the walls
You can feel the wickedness in the air
You can taste the blood split on the marble floor
You can hear laughter echoing into the night
The guests seem to be oblivious to the night's affair,
as they choose a partner to dance
They kept in step to the tempo of this tune
They didn't miss a beat of the mysterious waltz
Their faces frozen in time...the horrific sort
The grandfather clock chimed,
as it played a sorrowful duet with the pendulum
The candle lights faded into darkness
The guests bowed,as the music stopped
Disappeared into the mists
The light peeked through the tattered curtins
Revealing the empty halls
For now it's the end of the devil's ball
Abigale_Raven Community Member 
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