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The Dark

The Dark

Things start getting creepy

In my bed when I get sleepy

Cause I hear, all the noise

In the attic filled with toys

I sometimes feel a spirit

And I swear, I really hear it

So I cover my head

With the sheets on by bed

I call for Mom and Dad

And I think I'm going mad

When they come to my door

But it's not them anymore

And as the door starts creaking

I can here the voices speaking

Like they're chanting a spell

What they say I can't tell

Louder they keep coming

In my head, I hear them drumming  

Like the sound of hard rain

Till they drive me insane                     



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  1. Date: 9/21/2014 9:23:00 AM

    Oh cool, you are getting me in the mood for spooky. :)