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Lost In The Dark
Lost in the dark
as I feel eyes following me,
surrounded by ghastly moans
they won't let me be.
Eyes follow me
most every night,
glowing crimson eyes
such a horrible sight.
I feel as though
I'm trapped within my dreams,
no one there to hear
my frightning screams.
Lost in the dark
when I enter my dreams,
glowing crimson eyes
always following me.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Jan.9/2005
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