The Scaremongers
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Shaun Cronick
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They'll frighten you to death,
Those ones you cannot see.
They've always been among us,
Seeds from a poison tree.
They always come at night,
Observing you during day.
If liking what they see,
There will be hell to pay.
For when you're sound asleep,
That's when they visit you.
Your dream becomes a nightmare,
As your mind is sliced in two.
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