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Dead Rat

Folder: 
Dreams

There was a stuffed rat with me,

But I was scared of it, see?

It was brown, it had black eyes

And I had to eat it alive!

 

But alive it was not,

It was dead, it was rot.

It scared the hell out of me,

It made me shiver, made me cold.

 

Why I have such dreams?

Of terror and dead things.

Do they come forth from him?

Or am I really a monster within?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A dream I had about a dead rat.

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