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Sleep of Death (Free verse) by necroscope7
When darkness from the moon does flow
And day does turn to fright
It is time to hide your eyes
And scurry from the night
Time has stopped yet things still creep
Upon the witching hour
Soon you'll be theirs if you're still out
When the night their eyes do scour
Creatures evil, unimaginable come to life
They haunt your mind and your dreams
But they're not content with stealing sleep
They not stop til they have your screams
Run as you can, run as you may
They'll soon be upon you, no matter
Then you awake, and look to the sun
And all the nightmare beings shatter
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