Dream well.
Sleep.
Don't wake up.

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You wouldn't like what you hear.
Their fighting.
The same old argument every day.
And yet it hurts every time.

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You wouldn't like what you feel.
All alone in the darkness.
The distance to everyone.
They are in the next room.

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You wouldn't like what you see.
Glaring red eyes.
Staring right at you.
And coming closer every second.