The Dream

by Kathleen Jenkins   Jul 9, 2007


Your running from him
as fast as you can
you turn around
and see a man
hes dressed in black
and has a big black hat
hes skin and bones
he has no fat
then you trip
and start to scream
he cuts your throat
then you awake from the dream
but you feel your neck
and theres massive blood flow
all over your bed
and on your pillow
theres dirt on your knees
and a sore throat from your scream
you begin to think
it wasn't a dream

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