Its coming for me. Its coming to kill me. I see it , but no one else can. Its in my dreams and it wont go away. I tell my doctors, but they say its a dream....they say its not real. I say it is real. Thats how I got this scratch on my face, but they think i'm crazy. They don't know, its coming for me. Its coming to kill me. They won't know its real untill it kills me.
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Disturbance
Mystery / ThrillerIts coming. No one can see it but you. No one can hear it but you. Its in your dreams. Its in the shadows. It will always be there and no one will believe you untill your dead.
