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Aug 2015
Oh god I haven't had nightmares
Like that in
awhile
crouching in that basement
bathtub
from my childhood
the theme was clearly fearful
Someone had come
and I was hiding
making myself small
taking little breaths
so they couldn't hear my terror
my heartbeats
but I could hear
their heavy foot steps
on the carpet
crunching it
upstairs
maybe the door will hide me
when they open it and I make
sure the lights are off but
there's more than one now
and
they're coming
M Eastman
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M Eastman  40/M/colorado
(40/M/colorado)   
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