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Mar 2012
To all BEWARE, don't climb the stair,
don't stumble tumble down.
For just behind the kitchen blind,
the SHADOWS roam the town.

They slide and glide, so run and hide,
promise me NO PEEPING.
Or they will see and believe me,
you'll wish you'd been sleeping.

Their fingers scratch the window catch,
and TAP upon the glass.
leaving their stain upon the pane,
as they so softly pass.

The sheets pulled tight hold back the night,
you're paralysed with fear.
You cannot speak, as floorboards creak,
to warn that they are near.

The door **** twists by unseen wrists,
the slowly pushed AJAR.
Your eyes grow wide as just outside,
you hear your daddy's car.

The Shadows wait for squeak of gate,
and your heart skips a beat.
As Daddy's voice, leaves them no choice,
as quickly they retreat.

Now check the hall and up the wall,
the ceiling and the floor.
But he has ran, that Shadow Man,
and wont come back no more.

So rest this night, be blessed, sleep tight,
let soft your night light GLOW.
To safely keep while your asleep,
from SHADOWS down below.
Written by
DieingEmbers
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