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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I will try one more time to fall asleep I must try For I am alone, so I thought, must be the birds thats why I convince myself its so, and I close my eyes slow But that knock comes even louder as it did before Again noone in sight not even the birds I look around and I am now truly alone with my words It must be a demon coming to claim what is hers That my soul is her prize taking me back to disperse I will not go without a fight I promise you that I will not give up my soul for your relentless tact If I must I will cut my own throat before I fall To your spell I wont dwell I will no longer be appalled The knocking grows so loud it defeans me yet She is coming, the soul of lifeless demeaner is spent I made up my mind I will not let her take me alive I will do what is best and decease my own life As I take my humble blade, and cut into skin I feel my soul escape low and laugh out loud with no grin I am free no more knock, for I know she is here To take my soul from my desperate loving care That is it I did the deed, but where did she go? I have not seen her come let alone stare into my vacant bodys tear Why does she not take a look before she dissapears? But I still hear that knock of effortless jeer As I fly around my ship trying to locate the ghost I hear the knock coming up loud as I seem to approach There it is I can hear it clear she must be inside As I open the door my spirit turns white without pride There it stood, a clock that was given to me By my daughter to fear off the spirits of evil deed It lay on its side with the hands moving constantly Against the table of my choice it was "knocking" at me
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