I sat on the bed shaking from fear,
Feeling the cold from my single tear,
All that I heard was a whisper in my ear,
Telling me things I never wanted to hear,
With demons drawing ever near.
I seem unable to fight,
I know this is not right,
Terrorizing me at night,
I wish to take flight,
From your endless Plight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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