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In the darkness I survive..
Under beds,
in the corner of your minds..
You sense evil,
feel the brush of my hand..
But eyes cannot see,
what the brain refuses to understand..
Stuffing your dreams full of fear,
till you sleep naught at all..
In the darkness I grow ever stronger,
while you slowly lose control..
One night I might move on,
but for now,
i'll enjoy playing with you..

- C. Pantoja

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