Nightmare

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I woke up to a knife

Pointed at my eyeball

The man holding the weapon

A cold blooded killer

My eylids froze

Incapable of blinking

My heart stopped

I held my breath

Before I could utter a cry

Before I could scream for help

Before I could defend myself

In a millisecond

Without hesitation

He drove the blade through my eye

And through my brain

I was dead before i hit the bed

I woke up screaming

Covered in sweat

My heart racing

My eyes unblinking

Just a nightmare

I said to myself

The very next moment

Out of the black of the night

I saw with horror

A knife pointed at my eye

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