Banging on your window
Banging on your door
The banging just won't stop
And you can't take any more
It seems to be getting louder
Like the pain inside your head
Who could be knocking on your door?
Maybe this time it's the dead
They want to have a party
And your house is the only one free
Maybe they will scare you
But really they're just carefree
Let them in
Or they'll keep knocking
Right upon your door
Let them in
Or they'll keep knocking
And knock down your door
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I saw you,. Saw your purple aura,. Glowing next to mine,. I felt you,. Felt your hand brush up,. Against my cheek and draw a line,. I saw you,. Saw you change my vision,. Painting demons on the wall,.
I will haunt you in your dreams When my heart and soul screams Done me wrong. I'm just that strong Close your eyes tight I'll haunt your dreams tonight Not yet scared.
Weathered down hands shake and brittle dry lips quiver. The time had come. A blistering gust of wind passes through. Then suddenly, calm..
Feather-light, Shades of grey, When they appear, I've naught to say. Waifs so thin, Morose and sad, And when they're gone, I feel so glad.
I had always been scolded by my mother when, as a small child, I would wander about the house on flights of fancy.
Candle-lighted. I walk in the hallways. The mid-night. Is my time always. I am known as,. The queen of the night. Night is my reign. Night is when my light shines bright.
He yanked & pulled my body. Out into the dark. I knew it was the devil. He had hold of my ankle. Over stones or brambles. Over something sharp. They ripped, they tore. My back did pour.
Knock knock knock I hear on the out side of my bedroom window I look over there's nothing there. Ok I must be overtired a few seconds I'm think no more of the knocking .
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