Weaving
Fright
And fear through the night,
They begin riots
In children's' dreams, leaving them quiet,
Deeply scared
Of the somber glare found
In their grim
Expression. Whimpering,
No one
Can escape
The Nightmarens.

Weaving
Fright
And fear through the night,
They begin riots
In children's' dreams, leaving them quiet,
Deeply scared
Of the somber glare found
In their grim
Expression. Whimpering,
No one
Can escape
The Nightmarens.
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