Afraid of the unforseen, we yern to
be free;unable to move,unbound by the
chains of our dreams.
The darkness moves in and we
wonder if this is where we'll die?
Our dreams are on a stage, set like
a play,everything was on que;
for we all tremble in the darkness.
Alone in the dark, we are forever trapped,
we hold deep inside our
"Dark Laughter."



I can't find anything else wrong with this! Best of luck to you in the contest!
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