Nightmare's Clasp
Terror's woven cloaks of black
To cover faces staring back;
With fury wrought in horror's fright
Souls of rage scream in the night.
In the web of dark deceit,
An evil lurks to draw fresh feet;
Night's demons lure their treasure finds---
Unsuspecting victims' minds.
Treachery fills icy eyes
Corrupted past what most surmise.
Who knows what's caught inside each shriek?
Foul intentions snare the meek.
Sanity's a fleeting gasp
When trapped within a bitter clasp;
Resentfulness replacing trust,
One more soul has turned to dust.
Souls of rage scream in the night
And, come the dawn, they're gone from sight.
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