alone I was groping for light
far someone howled and hissed
one beat or two my heart missed
mouth got parched and lips dry
no voice came i wanted to cry
trembling wet and cold my hand
legs didn't move buried in sand
touch of death the chilly air
froze me shivering blew my hair
would've fainted when i heard
was it a ghost was it a bird
praying God my eyes closed tight
someone just then put on the light
i was in my room no need to fear
mike was smiling with a mug of beer
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