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there is a time of night
not quite dark
yet
not quite light
that's when i start to dream
all life disappears
and
i start to scream
i dream of him and what he's done
his shadow envelopes me
so
i cannot run
he catches up, grabs my throat
screams and shouts
then
my stomach starts to bloat
i try to run, try not to cry
hand over my mouth
until
i slowly die
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Very powerful poem very well done!