Lights out!

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I lay quietly

Listening,       in the dark

Clearly hearing,      the beating of my heart

Could I hear that spider?       Dangling above my head

Or the quickening scurry          of a mouse beneath my bed

The curtain moves,        I draw breath quick  

Am I alone?         Or is it just a mind trick

Something hovers        above my feet,

Something brushes        past my cheek

I jump,         and squirm        and kick my feet,

And dive my head          beneath the sheet

Then I hear          the buzzing sound,      

 It just a fly but       its bloody loud

Lying in my sheet       cocoon

Protected from        the surrounding room

I drift off to        slumber deep,

Peaceful now           not another peep 

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