A a frosty cry out in the cold night
It’s hard to see within the dim light,
But there’s something that I know is a fright
It craves my possession and uses evil might,
To haunt my nightmares and my waking days
It leaves me worrying and so afraid,
These frightening moments take my breath away
They are out to get me it seems come what may.
fauxcroft 
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