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Short poem about becoming a nightmare |
| A misty light in this silent eve This horrid fright shall never leave A darkened dream when dead leaves fall This haunting scream will heed no call A plague of mind in the autumn cold My wicked kind shall none behold A change's been done in the story written This twisted one by doom was smitten A scorching start in my burning veins but now in heart mere darkness reigns A restless sleep in sacred halls My castle, a keep within wooden walls At day I yearn for times now past but at night I burn in nightmare vast The blood of my brother I unwillingly reap As his light, I smother alone... I weep |