The Conjuring Poem

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In the dark of night, a shadow looms,
A presence eerie, shrouded in gloom.
A house haunted, a mystery to solve,
Supernatural forces, a riddle to resolve.
A family trapped, in fear's tight grip,
A paranormal tale, a chilling trip.
With crosses drawn and prayers recited,
Ghostly encounters, uninvited.
Doors creak, footsteps echo loud,
Objects move, spirits unbowed.
Whispers whisper, voices call,
Unseen hands, a spectral sprawl.
A team of experts, brave and bold,
Unveiling secrets, stories untold.
Conjuring courage, facing the unknown,
Battling darkness, step by step, alone.
With faith and fear, a battle waged,
Against malevolent forces, uncaged.
A fight for souls, a struggle dire,
In the realm of spirits, a blazing fire.
The Conjuring, a tale of fright,
Of spectral terrors, in the dead of night.
A test of faith, a quest for truth,
A haunting tale, of fear and sleuth.