Thank God

by Britney   Feb 16, 2006


Thank God

You’re walking
Down the street.
He starts to
Follow.
You start
to run.
He outruns you
And catches you.
Fighting back with
All your might.
He takes out the
Knife.
You scream,
Falling out of
Bed.
It was just a dream
Thank God!

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