Illusion
Into the mist
Trembling red eyes
Gazing towards me
I stand frozen with fear
Terrified as can be
And death is what came upon me
I ran....and ran
But the eyes were still there
Haunting me....tormenting me
Just staring at me
Like mirrors relfecting against me
I've have enough..let's take a stand
I grabbed the item next to me
To stab the eyes
But it was still there
I couldn't imagine what is it
But then I suddenly woke up
And it was only a mere illusion
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