When My Friends Come Out To Play
By adbates
Tue, 09 Apr 2013
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Is it wrong to be scared
When nobody's there?
Because that's what scares me the most
Not a soul, not a sound, no person around
And I'm on the ground in a panic
That's when the voices come out to play
They tell me my fears are confirmed
There's somebody coming
With my death on his mind
He's coming to get me this night
The voices told me. They always come.
When not another is close by
When the night falls silent,
I see and hear the truth
With my terrified eyes
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These poems of yours show a
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These poems of yours show a very disturbed person. If it's autobiographical I hope it helps to get it out?
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