Concealed Terrors

Shrieks and screams swallow the room whole

The air turns down to a terrible cold

becoming such a dark and eery soul

The walls quake, the furniture shakes

Oh no there’s a loud knock on the door

Hush and shush, don’t make a peep

For now oh how you’re in too deep

Don’t shut your eyes

Chin up, don’t cry

Say your prayers for it is time to say goodbye

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