Mr shadow man
I walk to my room
To turn off my.light
My eyes fill with doom
As if I knew ,
Where the mystery lies.
My window is an open light.
There he stands, Mr shadow man
Seven feet tall and blacker than night.
Sadness and pain, my body fills,
He walks over to the other side,
I run to look but I could feel,
Poof, Mr shadow man has disappeared.
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