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Hush!

Shhhh! Don't make a peep! Shhhh! Don't let them hear! Hear the terror in your voice, Hear your voice tremble. Tremble like your fingers, Tremble in the night. Night lasts forever, Night is when they come. Come to take you away, Come to gobble you up. Up goes the pitch of your voice, Up goes the danger when you call, Call ' Who's there?!' Call 'Help!' Help isn't coming, Help doesn't care.
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dameon-smith
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Nov 6, 2014
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Night terrors aren't fun. At all.

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#insanity#night#help#terrors
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