In the twilight's shroud, where shadows dance,
Lies a garden of eerie and deadly plants .
Beneath the moon's pale, ghostly light,
Where nightmares bloom in the dead of night.
Trees twist and coil, their branches writhe,
Like vipers in the deadliest hive.
Their leaves, a tapestry of despair,
Whisper secrets of the dark's cruel snare.
Flowers of crimson, with petals like knives,
Blossom where death and darkness thrives.
Their scent, of poison mist, that fills the air,
Luring lost souls, to their deadly care.
Beneath the earth, roots twist and claw,
Grasping at spirits with a silent draw.
Among the graves, where whispers hiss,
Echoes the sorrow of gloom's soft kiss.
In the center, a fountain flows,
With waters black as midnight's woes.
Its streams, a mirror of the abyss,
Reflecting the souls it longs to twist.
In this garden, where nightmares dwell,
A symphony of darkness, a haunting spell.
For those who dare to roam its maze,
Shall find their souls trapped in its gaze.
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Perfect surrealist photograph , psychologically disturbing,
((strong fisheye-lens photograph (intense fisheye-view photograph), very low upward looking angle, intricately detailed, very detailed background, Experimental lighting, horror afterimage, ((evil garden echo image)), (echo image),  ((haunting multiple exposures)), (( long exposures)), ((ghastly garden phantom blur)), realisticvision-negative-embedding,  epiCRealism ))