Its 12o'clock
and no one's there
you feel her presence
and you are scared
you walk the deserted road
you fear you are being followed
the dogs start howling
they start growling
visualising a person
turning schrizophenic
she turns her head around
calls me for help
The siren is singing her song
Mesmerizing you to come
You try to run away
End up infront of her
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