The Dreamcatcher - Poem

A craft of magic,
Kept the wheel spinning.

A dreamcatcher of the blue stone,
Kept the evil dreams at bay.

One particular night,
It was tampered with.

A downright turn noticed,
An original catcher of dread.

Where have we come now?
Like a pearl under the water,
Sat shining by the branch,
So why don't you say?

A smile turned upside down,
As it said yes to the world.

Why wait for death?
Why hate the dead?

Right into the trap set,
The thrills pulled them apart.

Extreme dreams of horror,
Powered them into association.

Such was the tale of the change,
Of this one Dreamcatcher.

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