With the shutting of my eyes
Another dreamt day gone past...
Take a step back and make three knocks on the...
When the door opens don't try to explore...
Suspended here up high
amid the fickle cobwebs...
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Bogyphobia is the fear of Bogeys or the bogeyman...
I picked you up that Friday night,
Your skin so soft and pale...
Arrogant time, master of all,
who made you the dictator...
She carried the world on her shoulders, yet never...
Her hair fell down the side of her face, caressing...
Surrounded by the iron gates,
The mist floats through the graveyard lamps...
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Xylophobia is the fear of wooden objects or forest...
Ever felt a head so heavy
it flops from one side...
Cries and echoes disturb
frightened foragers...
I feel like a pawn in their game
I am not even a white knight...