Hallucinations

By Romina SawardClarke

Hallucinations haunt my soul daily.
firery figures darted down an alley way
People find it rarther hysterical as i conjure something up in my mind.
Bloodcurdling hallucinations swoop by, fangs drooling with blood ready to suck away my ambitions in life.
But oh no they will never be successful in their duties, i say devil flee from my paths.
fear no evil let perseverance be you guide.

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