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The sun has gone down in the bright colored sky,

and now it is beginning to darken,

I'm afraid of the dark and of being alone,

and yet, nobody is close to help me.

I shiver as the coldness seeps into my bones,

and fear finds the very center of my soul.

The shadows take forms familiar to me,

but so far away... and close too...

They all jump at me and try to get me...

how can I escape them?

I hear the bloodcurdling cry,

again and again...

leaving my blood to run cold in my veins...

        running... blndly running...

        i just want... to escape...