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A knife. A needle. A sword. A spike.The shapes of the shadows on my walls at night.
They lure me. They beg me to come out and play.
They whisper, they order to disobey.
They move. They creep. They hide. They shine.
Haunting me deathly after bedtime.
They win. I lose. They hurt, they lash.
They leave me as lifeless as the shadows they cast...







