A Voice

Always a voice inside me calls,

when all around the darkness crawls,

I know, I sense, someone is there,

can feel the coldness of their stare

Who has come at this late hour?

into my dreams, for to devour,

I fear they have a hold on me,

or else they come to set me free.

(c) Darren Hawbrook

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