If the Sandman
Brings good dreams
Then who
Brings bad dreams?
The man
Who is icy cold
White and unseen
He looks like a friend
With a "genuine" smile
You think nothing of him
You think you are safe
You brought him here
You let him in
Now the snowman is coming
Coming
Your nightmares await
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To Fuel the Fire
PoetryA compilation of poems to feed the soul and bring about new feelings and new thoughts of the world and how it all works.
