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 Mar 2014
BaileyBuckels
I spend my night cowering in fear,
because my nights are filled with dreams.
Not the ones you expect a cheerleader to have,
they are filled with death and destruction,
horror and despair,
Frightful nights, always scared of the dark.
not knowing what lurks under my bed,
and hide in my wardrobe.

— The End —