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Night Terror

A spider crawled up my arm one night and whispered into my ear
silky dreams of lovely extremes all painted with coats of fear
when I woke up the next morning to my great surprise I realised the spider was dead
and next to that corpse was the bloody sight of my poor decapitated head
propped up like a grave my head opened its eyes and said to me with a smile,
'Young lady, you are no more. And you haven't been for a while.'
Friday, February 26, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: horror,symbolism,dream,dreaming,mind

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