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Apr 2011
There were spooky shadows on my wall
From the window monsters outside
Tall
Wavering
Skinny-thick
Making believe they were only trees
in the wind
oppical delutions,
Bad-boy dreams
Mean
hungry
Skinny-thick
Making my pillow snarl
The heater growl
down there in the
Belly of the House...
Just waiting to ****** me in
**** me down
into those shadow holes
Where the Spooky  lives
Written by
Timothy Mooney
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