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Terror

Terror

Terror
Black as the back of yours eyelids when your heads under your covers at night
It comes like the reaper standing outside your window waiting to play a game
It sounds like footsteps outside your bedroom door
It smells like gunpowder and body odorΒ 
Terror

By LukeCoomer (c)

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