I came so innocent as a child

such wild and  fanciful play

I would often tiptoe in the night

 staying long into the day

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Fortresses queen I’d be

sea castles in my mind

and as I older grew

I toyed in the sublime

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 chance encounter that I had

mad he flapped and cawed

black cloaked raven-man

a twisted face, how odd

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things were altered now it seemed

my dreams began to thin

 darkness seeped in and through

imagination’s walls  begun to spin

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Bloodless echoes haunted me

“please” I’d close my ears

steel-like, frozen where I stood

terrorized by my fears

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Malevolence stalked through the mist

abyss like were his eyes

vile dropped from his lips

his cloak rendered no disguise

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“I take you as my victim

pinned – a voodoo curse

you cannot from it run

I promise it’s the worst”

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No light lit his face

trace, there was no sorrow

 a hideous malignant sneer

little time left to borrow

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There is no place that I know

to go or leave this thing

bound in a timeless shell

to none hope can I bring

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For you, life-taker grows this hate

rape you may my world

but watch this as life’s child

her vengeance is unfurled

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try with all my will to shake

awake I’d purge the dream

blood through fingers oozed

coagulated as I’d scream

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my hands they hold a sanguinous flood

loves I cannot save

none could stem abhorrent tide

In their blood I am depraved

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alert my plans, they have wrought

thoughts to kill my foe

the curse must be undone

for the sake of all I know

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The maniac’s thirsty schemes

dreams that I now dread

 dealt a hand I cannot play

his crimes are mine instead

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rivulets of a cursed flow

grow as I hold them tight

I stand so pale and aghast

her stream gushes in the night

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this dreaded, foretold dream alas

last of those I knew

puddles form in ebbing streams

I can only mouth,” Adieu”

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“Ha” he gasped “Gagnez – you win”

A pin thrust in my side

too late was lost his final breath

” no victory all have died!”

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 keeper of nightmarish pool

fool I knew too late

this ghoulish fiend held a key

would have opened freedom’s gate

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you, dream-waker come this way

as the noir play unfolds

ghastly gore spread neath your feet

“what evil is untold?”

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Endless blood pools there it lay

off-stage a cloak is draped

 one lifeless human voodoo doll

nightmares he must shake

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From the doll a pin he gently pulls

full of shape and life is she

cruelly manacled to a frozen wall

his aim to set her free

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 “there must a way to make this cease”

“release me not,” I scream

I now am specter of both worlds

 leave me shackled to this dream”

~ Leslie Moon

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