My nightmares

by _-Alone-_   Dec 23, 2005


There he stands
there he lay
there he was today
he looked at me
i saw his face
and now i see
i see why he scares me
his flamming red eyes
his shrivled up skin
it's like he's dead
to begin with
shh don't wake him
i still fear he
might wake up someday and come after me

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