December 12, 2009
Its all around you
Its closing in
Nowhere to turn

Your running down a hall
Its closing in on you
Theres no way out
You scream

You see bloody footprints
You go into the room
Theres a body in the floor
You turn to run but hes there...

Your heart is racing
Adrenaline pumps
Sweat pours down your face
Its your alarm clock.

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