Mellifluous Dark
From the sublime to the ridiculous
Thursday, 13 September 2007
Nightmare
Just when you think
Ghosts don't exist
They come for you
In the night
And
tap, tap, tap
On your shoulder
Ripping you from sleep
Dragging you from calm
Filling you with dread
That lasts the day ahead
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