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Mar 2015
I'm watching you, but you don't see me, I'm the nightmare of your dreams. You check under your bed each night, but I'm hiding in your head out of sight.

Today I know you are feeling low, that's my cue to make a show.I see you looking over your shoulder, I bet you have goosebumps all over, I can make you believe what I want you to believe, like can you see that little girl, that's right the one wearing the bright yellow dress, quick she's getting closer to the cliffs edge.

No one is around she must be lost, quick you must save her, run she going to fall, you'll never forgive youself if she falls, don't stop just because you have come to the edge, go on you know you'll be better of dead.

Here I'll give you a helping hand, no use you screaming, remember you're only dreaming, but remember I'm watching you and any time soon your dreams will start coming true.....
Alice Morris
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