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knock knock

I hear the knocks, the taps, and scratching
Of something in the darkness hatching
I listen to its rasps and hisses
With needle teeth and promised kisses
My door was shut and now its not
Reminding me of fear forgot
It's in my room now, it's in here with me
It's darker somehow, the black is shifty
I cover up and hold on tight
Oh my god I wish for light
Drawing near I hear it wheezing
Gripped with fear my tears are freezing
It's bearing down and closing in
Says I'm your friend, just let me in
Should I believe and loose my grip
Let go of me, just let it slip
Into my mind, surrender choice
To its design, its sticky voice
Face to face now, with a blanket veil
We end the chase now, I end my tale
I let it in and let it be
I let it win, now it is me
Death of soul, I've given birth
Now once again, he walks the earth.
Written by saint_gw (Gregory)
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