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“The Shadows in the Dark”
As long as Harry can remember, all through his childhood years,
There lived a Shadow in his bedroom, that feasted upon his fears.
Hiding in the darkness, yet darker than the pitch black night
The Shadow was always moving, forever staying just out of sight.
In the corner of his eye, he can see the Shadow creep
It’s prolly because Harry’s been bad, and for his sins he’ll reap.
He can never quite look at it, though he’ll always try,
And he knows that the night he falls asleep, is the night he’ll die.
Savouring in his terror, the Shadow breathes in Harry’s soul
And year after year of staying awake, eventually takes its toll.
Struggling with all his might, Harry finally feels his eyes close,
And the Shadow smothers him from his head down to his toes.
The last thing Harry sees, as his soul is stolen at last
Is the shapeless void of darkness, filled with sins of the past.
And the last thing that he feels, is an endless sense of dread
Echoed by his mother’s screams, as she finds him dead in bed.
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“The Shadows in the Dark”
As long as Harry can remember, all through his childhood years,
There lived a Shadow in his bedroom, that feasted upon his fears.
Hiding in the darkness, yet darker than the pitch black night
The Shadow was always moving, forever staying just out of sight.
In the corner of his eye, he can see the Shadow creep
It’s prolly because Harry’s been bad, and for his sins he’ll reap.
He can never quite look at it, though he’ll always try,
And he knows that the night he falls asleep, is the night he’ll die.
Savouring in his terror, the Shadow breathes in Harry’s soul
And year after year of staying awake, eventually takes its toll.
Struggling with all his might, Harry finally feels his eyes close,
And the Shadow smothers him from his head down to his toes.
The last thing Harry sees, as his soul is stolen at last
Is the shapeless void of darkness, filled with sins of the past.
And the last thing that he feels, is an endless sense of dread
Echoed by his mother’s screams, as she finds him dead in bed.
Posted 4/3/2013
(Thank you to the Amazing Samantha of other-side-of-the-universe.com for giffing this for me!)
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“The Shadow in the Darkness”
Even in the darkness, Jason Drummond can see it breathing.
Somehow darker than even the inky blackness of his bedroom, the shadow’s slight movements as its torso menacingly breathes in and out betray its stillness.
Night after night, the shadow stands there… just watching. And each night, Jason stares back, the tiny hairs on his neck tingling, as he tries to convince himself it’s just a trick of the light.
While it has no eyes, Jason feels like the shadow is staring straight into his soul.
Trapped in its gaze, unable to look away, his head grows increasingly lightheaded and blurry as he feels the shadow inside his own mind, its presence expanding through Jason’s consciousness…
The dead silence is broken as a car drives down the quiet suburban street, its headlights shining through the window.
After the car passes, Jason’s eyes adjust to the dark again… but the shadow is gone.
Posted April 1st, 2012
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