Open my door

Such a deceiving visage,
Many of who I had encountered
consider me an standard fellow.
The Truth is, I am a dark room.
Many had opened my doors
only to find the expected darkness.
This cloak of darkness of mine
Helps me conceal a further, true darkness,
One which truly makes people shudder,
One which truly sends shiver down one’s spine.
Oh I am the sick one, you say?
I shall not blame you
For light is all you merely see.
One day, we will all stop being blinded by the light.
Instead, be lost with darkness.

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