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The monster comes at night-
Rapping and tapping with all his might.

His voice is like poison to my ears-
Only to strike chords to all my fears.

I try to hide, bearing under the bed-
His scratchy voice melts in to my head.

His tainted heart doesn't see-
Why is this happening to me?

His manner of treating me like a child-
Is all but mild.

Another heart wrenching moment-
Another night on his monument.

I can see the kill in my dream-
I feel the blood rush as I gleam.

You don't have control anymore
For you are six feet under and further no more.
this is a deep dig in my head...

Can you feel the pain?

Is the imaginary note worthy?

Does it sound too childish?
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DeathUriel's avatar
Doesn't look childish...
It makes the reader see the despair...
Hmm, knowing what you told me last night and reading the end of the poem... I supose "that guy" is already dead... Isn't he?