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Behind The Eyes 2(Death Arrives)
Knock, knock, knock against my door.
These stone cold floors make echoes roar;
Inside my ruptured soul alone,
Even silence seems to moan.
Knock, knock, knock it sounds again.
Could this be my lost love and friend?
I take a peek out through the hole,
To find a sickle and hood slung low.
Knock, knock, knock still taunting me,
So down the hallway; Try to flee.
The darkness of my closet's safe.
How long will I have to wait?
No more knocks, just silence' moan.
Perhaps he's gone since I'm not home?
Too scared to move I wait some more,
For fear he lurks across the door.
Suddenly the silence shatters!
My soul is filled with worldly clatters!
The door swings open; There he stands
Holding out his boney hands.
He's come to take my only love.
My gift from Heaven up above.
For I cared not to gaurd and cherish,
Now its time has come to perish.
I plead to all who have this prize,
Within their soul; Behind the eyes,
Regard with caution, guard it well
Or "Welcome to My Little Hell!"
� 2001/K. M. Swanson
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