Footprints in the sand, marks in my dreams.
A dream walker had walked this way.
A shaky shadow in the moon's mournful beams.
Disintegrating in the sun's sudden ray.
Ripples in a pond, cracks in my mind.
A dream walker had stumbled through here.
I'm concerned what horrors he might find.
For this is a place of twisting, twirling fear.
Shattered shards of glass, shards of me.
A dream walker once fell too deep.
Yet the twisted horror, the devil, was he.
He haunts me,
Taunts me,
And I'm afraid to sleep.
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Scattered Ponderings
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