Monday, July 13, 2009

The tick of the clock,
the turn of the lock
unlocking the box
as the wanderer knocks,

Eyes can see,
they can read
you and me,
you must believe,

Ears can hear,
Try to steer
minds that fear,
they are near,

Shadows crawl
Along the wall,
Down the hall
The wire will fall,

Demons creep
Awake or sleep,
You cannot keep
secrets deep.

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