Hostile reptiles with skin of dark marble.
The midnight hours of terror unleashed.
And eyes of bloody red fires ablaze.
Incensed with venomous rattlesnakes.
Slithering over the sleeping dead.
Slipping into dreams and nightmares.
This ferocity of negativity unfolds.
As the venomous ones turn into flies.
Returning in a haze of black clouds.
The dark poisonous insects are coming.
To snarl at the world of injustice.
With anger and unceasing grudges.
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