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Victoria Maretti Mar 2013
I’ve found that to stifle, change it
won’t deter it —- just derange it
Madden, rile up, betray
-see it not a foe, I pray-
I implore
beg, obsecrate —-

Dismayed, you’ll be
and broken too
-there’s such a fate in store for you-
You won't die —demise?— Oh, no
You just birthed a newfound foe
And laugh it shall with your persistence
“…..Quite the futile resistance.”
A female demon,
Appearing smother in the dark
To plague Lede while asleep
What a prevalent night agony!
Frightening the living
Scheming a great displeasure
Oh! For Pete's sake,
Depart from us.

The Living souls cry out,
Chanting the word "ENOUGH"
Begging for Liberty
Against night terror
When will our Steven be heard?
In Heaven You are,Our creator
We obsecrate thee,Pleading for
A night without NIGHTMARE.

— The End —