It is getting colder and colder
This gale is a long way from home
But tonight I don't need a shoulder
I hate the shivers down my spine
The feelings older and bolder
Goosebumps apparent in furry balls
The unease begins to smolder
I can't quite get a reading on my pulse
The night grows older and colder
My worries and the ghosts stand tall
Dreams from under my bed wither
I am wide awake sobbing in the hall.
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