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real-life nightmare
the silent whispers ricochet in my head,
like the pounding beats in my heart,
I try to concentrate on my giddy, tremulous hands,
and then the nightmare decides to start
I hear them come closer by the second,
I hear the footsteps in my brain,
I can't bear to hear them any longer,
they've come from the soaking wet rain
what is behind the closed doors,
that I cannot say,
but it seems it will be revealed upon me more,
as the door creaks open in a slow, patient way
as the outside peers into view,
I awake from my tumultuous dream,
I shoot up in a sweat,
as the nightmare repeats
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like the pounding beats in my heart,
I try to concentrate on my giddy, tremulous hands,
and then the nightmare decides to start
I hear them come closer by the second,
I hear the footsteps in my brain,
I can't bear to hear them any longer,
they've come from the soaking wet rain
what is behind the closed doors,
that I cannot say,
but it seems it will be revealed upon me more,
as the door creaks open in a slow, patient way
as the outside peers into view,
I awake from my tumultuous dream,
I shoot up in a sweat,
as the nightmare repeats
© All Rights Reserved
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