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A dark silhouette
One whom I’d never met
Telling me this has all been a dream
As I lay in my bed
Struck immobile with dread
Flowing tears down my face in a stream
He inches his way
Through the absence of day
As I draw upon shallowing breath
He purses his lips
And touches their tips
On my cheek with his cold kiss of death.
One whom I’d never met
Telling me this has all been a dream
As I lay in my bed
Struck immobile with dread
Flowing tears down my face in a stream
He inches his way
Through the absence of day
As I draw upon shallowing breath
He purses his lips
And touches their tips
On my cheek with his cold kiss of death.
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