VISITOR IN THE NIGHT
Reader dear, if you will hearken,
a hellish tale I shall relate.
Each and ev'ry word consider,
For in their story lies my fate.
One night, while vainly seeking sleep,
I heard a sound within my room,
and slowly opening my eyes
I pierced the near-stygian gloom.
A fearful sight confronted me;
O reader, how can I convey
the scene that met my startled eyes -
a scene that haunts me to this day?
A figure clothed in black I saw,
it lurked mere inches from my bed.
A vision from the vaults of h**l!
My quaking heart was filled with dread.
I lay quite still - no sound I made
'though all the while I longed to scream,
but I held back my cries of fear
with hope 'twas all an idle dream.
And then, with stealth, I pinched myself
with fervent pray'r my head would clear,
but, alas, 'twas no vain fancy,
the image did not disappear.
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