You lie there silent
But for the sound of slumber
No matter how many times I do this
I never count or know a number
The quiet is deafening
The darkness a blanket
If you ever awaken
I'll make you my conquest
For whilst you are sleeping
Dreaming dreams of a lie
I'm standing over you
And if you stir... You will die.
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