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Nightmare 2

He parks up the street Then shuts his lights off Keeps the engine running Only one thing on his thoughts He sits silently still With engine idled and running He has come up with a plan He hopes it is cunning Waits a few moments more To keep his motor warm Trying to remember of He brought the chloroform There are two weapons In his passengers seat Loaded 44 magnum A hunting knife in a sheath Go in make some noise Or go in silent take it slow He reaches for the knife This method he'll go He stares at the house At the end on the left It's the moment of truth He inhales deep takes a breath Pop the switch to the trunk Few more things to retrieve One more time he goes over The plan he's had now for weeks He takes both of his hands Off the steering wheel Steps out of the car On the dark street of Gold Reel He grabs rope and duct tape He'll go through with his scheme The time is now here He must be smart and be clean He advances toward the house The couple asleep that he hopes He stares at the home His thrill starts to grow The voices take over Telling him there's no turning back Grabs hold of the door knob Turns it then hears it unlatch He opens it slowly Steps across the threshold Closes the door behind him Then his control he let's go A cold sweat he's now in But this time he's aware This must be the beginning To his original nightmare Written 3-6-19

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