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Sweet Dreams

By: Angela Reynolds

By Angela ReynoldsPublished 8 years ago 1 min read

My head flat on my pillow

Knock knock

My room black with darkness

Knock knock

My mind drifting into a sweet dream

Knock knock

What is that?

Knock knock

Who is there?

Knock knock

Where are you?

Knock knock

Glass rattling, scaring me

Knock knock

I creep to the window

Knock knock

I pull back the star struck curtains

Knock knock

It was him

Knock knock

Come back for revenge

Against the one soul he cannot have

Knock knock

I whisper

"You"

He crocked his lips

That shone from the moon

The one that was no longer in the night sky

Covered by clouds

So he could have a clear cover of night fall

For a clean kill

Knock...

surreal poetry

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    Written by Angela Reynolds