Dead
Cold Spirts,
Hiding,
Under My
Bed
Feel it, Hear it
Calling for,
ME
It sounds Like
My
Mom, She
Wants
Me to Go,
NO, I
Can't
I scream in
fear,
Daddy, Help!
Where is
She
Here with me
NO
She's Not
And
If So, What's
Under
My
Bed
Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 3:41 PM UTC
Dead
Cold Spirts,
Hiding,
Under My
Bed
Feel it, Hear it
Calling for,
ME
It sounds Like
My
Mom, She
Wants
Me to Go,
NO, I
Can't
I scream in
fear,
Daddy, Help!
Where is
She
Here with me
NO
She's Not
And
If So, What's
Under
My
Bed
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