The Cursed Amulet Poem

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A cursed amulet, a tale of woe,
A trinket with a sinister glow.
Its beauty lures with an eerie charm,
But beneath lies a dark and dire harm.
Once worn with pride, a coveted treasure,
But soon brings misfortune without measure.
Its curse brings anguish, pain and plight,
A haunting presence through the night.
It tempts with power, it tempts with greed,
But its curse is cruel, indeed.
For those who dare to wear its chain,
Are bound by a malevolent strain.
Misfortune follows in its wake,
As hearts are shattered, souls forsake.
A cursed amulet, a haunting spell,
Its malevolence none can quell.
Those who seek to break its curse,
Must face a trial that's dire and terse.
With courage, wisdom, and resolve,
They may find a way to absolve.
But the cursed amulet, a lesson taught,
That power and greed are dearly bought.
For treasures tainted by dark desire,
Can bring a curse that never tires.