Who Turned Out the Light
Who turned out the lights?
Who’s frightened again at night?
Searching for undeniable proof
to clarify the scary truth.
Noises and voices you hear,
Coldness you feel near;
Ice kisses on your cheeks,
across your skin – fire streaks.
Who turned out the lights?
Who walks alone during the night?
Seeing things that aren’t there;
Dying out of pure despair.
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