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Light can keep monsters away,

And now that your lights off...

I find it odd how strangely quick

My sniffles turn to full blown cough

Like death - the forms... they slowly creep

They work their way into my sleep

Into my eyes

Into my head

They haunt the room

Surround the bed.

They are the fears of mine - now yours

They seep into my aching pores

And drive my mind into a craze

Horror struck, my glossy gaze

But, perhaps the worst of all!

How calm

How peacefull

Through it all...

The distant stare almost a smile

But gruesome all the while