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Oct 2015
As the day turns to night
The sky turns an eerie black
The sounds of the wild
Comes to a screeching halt
Cursed to relive the nightmare
I soon come to a shocking discovery
There's not enough hours in the day
For the children to come out and play
Mothers tuck in their children
With kisses
And a promise
Of no existent
Monsters under the bed
Or creatures in the closet
With an oath to protect
Against the boogeyman
Miniscule do they know
It's not the monsters
Nor the creatures,
Demons within
Is the real threat
Destined to rob you of your soul
To escape the kingdom below
Wanting nothing more
Then to swallow you whole
Rip you open with claws
Razor sharp like that of a sword
Ruled by blood lust
Fear, anger, triumph
Ruled by the red horned
King himself
             Lucifer!!!
Brandon Cook
Written by
Brandon Cook  Athens, Texas
(Athens, Texas)   
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