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Lost to the Dark

I’m alone in this room
Each corner vacant of light
And while I earnestly try
To fall asleep
Forcing my eyelids to stay shut tight  
I am distracted
By the haunted wails of night:
The siren of a meat truck
Sinister shadows engaged
In sinister vices.
Rustlings of perverse demons
I am filled with dread fear
Wanting only to hold
Those dear
Close and tight
Because what if I lost them….
What if…
They became
Part of the droning dead
Part of the ominous night.  
Written by Virginiapetal
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