Illustrations by Jaime G. Wong

 

The recurring nightmares of Mr. Black

 
The recurring nightmares of Mr. Black
 
Every time I come to sleep
those very same spirits call my name.
They haunt me. They put coldness in my heart.
She caught my hand, and I turned around.
And when I looked into her eyes
I saw the most horrifying emptiness.


 
 
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