Close your eyes....and..DREAM
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We are fear.
The everyday nightmares.
The creaking closet door that opens at night mysteriously.
That is Me.
The scream you hear but see nothing.
Me.
The noises behind you when your alone in the woods.
Me.
And the time freezing and faces appear screaming for help.
That is me.
We are your fear.
We are......Nightmares
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