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May 2013
those screams in the night
are they real
could they be in here
waiting for me
to close my eyes
and let them consume me
in total darkness
seeping in through the cracks
i here him shout again
always the same voice
his voice, that voice
your evil voice
pulling my mind apart

i wait each night
for that voice in my mind
you stare into my eyes
i can't seem to shake
that malicious glare
haunting voices of the past
hes screaming now
and eerie sort of scream
the one you hear
at the peak of darkness
lost in the depths
of an empty mind
he has no face
no body
just that demonic voice
consuming the night
not done yet just a idea
Emma E Jones
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Emma E Jones
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