Summer's Day Nightmare
The wind speaks softly through the trees,
A cool breeze drifts across my face.
Warm radiance glows brightly through shut eyes,
The mind wanders to strange new places.
A mysterious force pulls me back,
Eyes flash open in terror and fear.
Twisted claws extend violently for my jugular,
I leap forward sprinting toward nowhere.
The demon lazily gains ground in pursuit,
Stinking jowls snapping feverishly at my heels.
A flash of lightning and pound of thunder,
Rain pours heavily down my face.
What the hell? I’m late for dinner!
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