Goodnight

They taunt me at night

I sleep with a light

My fingers curl underneath

And I tuck in my feet

I shiver and quiver

I can see the moon glow silver

I hide my head

And curl up in bed

My feet go cold in my socks

As the tree branch knocks

The shadows dance on the walls

And footsteps in the hall

I shut my eyes tight

And hope with all my might

That they will stop their taunting

And their haunting

When I open my eyes

It's already sunrise

I smile relieved

Because I truly believed 

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