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Enigma
Enigma
He who has no name lies waiting in the echos
Of my mind waiting for slumber
He invades my dreams like a dog shaking a rat
Tormenting me until the dawn slips back into darkness
Daylight keeps this vampire at bay though I feel his
Presence following me in the shadow
Seldom a day goes by when I dont hear his call
Sometimes far sometimes near
As the sun starts to set I feel him begin to move
They say the body needs eight hours of sleep
I’ll settle for less
Copyright ©
Rob Abnernathie
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