You'll mock me for crying when the hour comes near
I'll shock you by wailing like a house full of fear
My friends will be jeering like fools on a boat
Random people i don't know will laugh in so high a note
But the one thing that scares me more than anything, above all
Is having no one to call to when the dark comes to call.
Monday, 31 October 2011
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