Sleepless Nights

It's outside my door
My eyes are shut tight
I'm sure it's creeping in
Now I'm alone at night
It stands over my bed
Time to turn on the light...
Nothing. Haunted by ghosts past.

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It's Only Make Believe Poetry Contest
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June 24th 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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