She comes tonight; a nightmare.
If I lay perfectly still,
If I do not breathe,
If there is but a
Lump of dead,
In my bed,
She will
Go away.
Copyright Denise A White
If I lay perfectly still,
If I do not breathe,
If there is but a
Lump of dead,
In my bed,
She will
Go away.
Copyright Denise A White
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