In the night,
You’ll get a fright,
Faces and laughter,
Cackles and screams,
Empty eyes,
Teeth that gleam,
Loud breathing,
Hearts beating fast,
You’re not even sure,
If your going to last,
Things that creep up on you,
Hairs rise,
Your eyes open wide,
But nothing is there,
It was just a dream,
Open the curtains,
Turn on the light,
There’s nothing in the room,
To give you a fright,
Stop your shakes,
Now you’re awake,
Open your eyes,
Nothing in sight,
Your face has gone pale,
You’re almost white,
No ghosts, no demons,
No cackles, no laughs,
I promise now,
It’s over at last.
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