Hey you, standing over there.
I don't like the way you stare.
What do you see?
What's wrong with me?
It's kind of creepy.
You breath so deeply.
You're a stranger.
I'm in danger.
What did I do so wrong?
Why do you stare so long?
When I go home.
You tend to roam.
I can't escape.
It's to late.
Is this all in my head?
Are you now under my bed?
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The light.
I'm right.
My fear.
You're here.
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Is this hell?
So not swell.
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The Wall
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