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If you hear growls in the middle of the night Don't be alarmed Go back to bed, she's alright It's just her imagination It's all pretend Bones aching Muscles twitching Her temperature is rising She screams But no sound comes out of her mouth Clamping on to her pillow For dear life She's going through living hell But no one knew it Because no one was there She let out soft moans Whimpering on her bed Drenched in sweat Gritting her teeth Trying to pull through Her body itched For what she couldn't have She bit the inside of her cheek Til she tasted blood Then bit down harder Hours of restless twisting and turning Unsettled stomach When will this end? When will this end? When will This End Will this end?
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Dec 28, 2013
Dec 28, 2013 at 1:05 AM UTC
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If you hear growls in the middle of the night Don't be alarmed Go back to bed, she's alright It's just her imagination It's all pretend Bones aching Muscles twitching Her temperature is rising She screams But no sound comes out of her mouth Clamping on to her pillow For dear life She's going through living hell But no one knew it Because no one was there She let out soft moans Whimpering on her bed Drenched in sweat Gritting her teeth Trying to pull through Her body itched For what she couldn't have She bit the inside of her cheek Til she tasted blood Then bit down harder Hours of restless twisting and turning Unsettled stomach When will this end? When will this end? When will This End Will this end?
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night-child
Canadian
Dec 28, 2013
Dec 28, 2013 at 1:05 AM UTC
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