Fetta Cheese Poet Monorhyme

Scare

Someone’s at the door, banging away
With each thud, I wish to scream out and say
Help me please, do not leave, stay
My lip quivers in fear, as on my bed, I lay
They are all gone, gone, faraway
The bangs stop, leaving a timber spray
My chilling blood freezes my vein, hardened like clay
I pull down my sheet and open my eyes after a final pray
The figure stood above me, “Spare me” I say

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