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Fear
There in the corner of the black beneath my bed
There lies a box not the size of my head
From within lurks a creature, never seen before
hind legs in the air and chest to the floor
The blood in my head, heavy and warm
Like the breath of the air prior a storm
Locked in place, I feel a prick on my neck
An aura behind me I'm unable to check
Pushing me under, I've no ...
Wednesday 29th April 2015 2:49 pm
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