Night After Night (Poem)

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Night after night, from the closet, came a sound


A little girl would wake, and she would look around


Monsters emerged from the darkness and dread


Little did they know that they would soon be dead


And night after night, the little girl swung her axe


Until all those demons stopped cold in their tracks


But every so often, the closet door opens wide


And the little girl laughs when she sees what's inside


We've all had nightmares, but she's had more


You can tell by the blood that stains her floor


 


 

Created: May 23, 2012

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