Doomed

by Vicky   Dec 16, 2004


It fills my bedroom,
with it's evil doom.
I try not to stare,
as it slowly fills the air.
As it moves towards me,
nothing is what i can see.
As it makes me shake,
all i can do is stay awake.
It leaves no mark,
as all i can see is the dark.

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