The bite of nightmares
that gives me such a
fright of losing my
own mind ending in
plight of a delight.
Such a might that makes
me want to smite the
darkness that ends in
a dangerous glitch.
Adjust to what
I can do to
receive my own
trust of a lust
that seems to
be a gust.
Nightmare of what
could happen due
to an affair that
makes me fully
aware of my
own despair.
Pitch Black Poesy 
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