sleeping beauty
the lonely room where you lay
with nothing around you and nothing to say
nothing but a small beautious flower
that peirces the night like a cold shower
but night compares not to the flower
for night beholds ugly fear
a time when ugly lurkers long to leer
inside your window deep in the night
a cold feeling arises fright
you cry awake forever in your sleep
for you know someone is watching deep
you scream aloud
but not a sound
comes from your mouth
no one can hear you
so no one knew
the night is what took your life
even though you were deep in strife
so say goodbye to everyone
even the beautious flower you once loved
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