Rachel McKnight Poems

While sleepy thoughts go through your head
The monsters stir beneath your bed
Afraid to even fall alseep
Scared of what dreams will reap
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Eyes so bright
Searching the forest
Like little spotlights
And when you've found
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The poet sings
Of dreadfull things
For that is all he knows
Of dark winter days
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Put the gun in my mouth
Then shot away
Go on and do it
Have you nothing to say?
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