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all in your head

Do your heart seem to stop and miss a beat 
When you are walking in a dark, empty street?  
 
Do you stop in mid step to look around because
You heard a strange sound?  
 
Into the darkness, you might stare, trying to see if someone is hiding there,
   
Looking behind you and your heart would start 

to race. What’s that in shadow did you see a face?  
 
Now you are scared; this is not fun. You can hear footsteps, so you start to run.
 
Running fast, you are in fear; your mind is in turmoil as you imagine they are near.  
 
You arrive home safely and you slam your front door, scared and shaking; you fall to the floor.  
 
Then you look out of the window with feelings of dread; there is nobody there. It was all in your head.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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