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3:00am
3:00am
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Nights run endlessly
slumber-- broken
The room seems empty,
eyes blinded by darkness
As it surrounds
A body that seems to be
At rest
Yet restless.
It trembles
Tossing and turning
3:00 a.m
Twas the hour
stillness crept over the body
Alas a body at rest
Yet there seems to be an --eerieness
Deep breathes are heard
As a feast begun
On the fears of-- those
Who awoke
This hour
Darkness leers
The walls crack
--sounds of knocks
Heard faintly
As it leers
Feasting on fears
The darkness resides
As an entity-- that appeared
The devils hour-- they say
