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Monday, December 5th, 2005
Phobia
I am haunted in the dark.
I am haunted in the light.
Surroundings horrifying but stark.
Horrors stalk, scuttle and take flight.
Drowning in fear.
They’re all around.
Don’t leave me here.
Everywhere I hear their sounds.
Why have they left me here?
In the room with padded walls.
The horrors can smell my fear.
I can hear their calls.
I scream for help.
No one hears my cries.
I shout wail and yelp
ThEy’Re LoOkInG aT mE!!!
Blood in there eyes.
I backed against a corner.
My hands are tied.
They’re pray the hunters have caught.
And between they’re teeth it has died.
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