Reccuring Nightmare

Amalgamations of

A memory.

Hauntings of

An untold vice.

Malice and Dubiety

Incarnate

Its existence

Plagues our dreams,

Reliving Traumas

To a terrible extent

Breathless and fearful,

We run from it

To our last step.

As its fangs seep

Into our flash.

We wake up

To a bright sunrise.

A horrible dream,

Gone to Past.

Its trauma

Fading to dust.

However,

Its ashes remains,

Waiting to be revisited,

As a recurring

Nightmare.

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