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It waits for me atop the stair An eerie presence from I know not where I cannot feel it, when the sun shines bright but I sense it as sunsets, It becomes the night It shares the same space the same air that I breathe It's been here since childhood It will never leave I feel it behind me I am seldom alone Hot breath on my neck It chills to the bone I try to escape it But It's become part of me I created this demon Now I cannot break free
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Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 6:47 PM UTC
Bogeyman
It waits for me atop the stair An eerie presence from I know not where I cannot feel it, when the sun shines bright but I sense it as sunsets, It becomes the night It shares the same space the same air that I breathe It's been here since childhood It will never leave I feel it behind me I am seldom alone Hot breath on my neck It chills to the bone I try to escape it But It's become part of me I created this demon Now I cannot break free
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Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 6:47 PM UTC
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