Shhhhhh

October 25, 2019

Quite child,

be silent

they can hear us in the dark

Quite please,

they'll find us

I can hear the devil dogs bark

Quite down

they'll grab us

and confine us in a place

It's quite now

they've got us

I fear I'll never see your face

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