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I sit here,
and I fear
all these noises
coming near.
In my head
I'm so dead
I should sleep
yet instead
It's 4:30 in the morning
my body quakes in shivering
Screams and things
are my tremblings
as I see the dark creeping.
The bottles in another room
and I'm here all alone
awaiting for a jump
from whatever s in this room
It's too soon,
It's too damn soon.
Whatever s here,
is here to stay
These Screams and things
will never ever
go away.
They'll just stay,
I'm the prey
victim of my own imagination,
in my own special way.
7:51 PM
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