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The Noise

My heart pounds fast
and loud through my head
If it's only heard
I'll surely be dead
I creep down the hallway
dust trails in my stead
I feel only regret
for leaving my bed
But my whole body draws me
like a lion unfed
To the noise from the room
that is now dead ahead
But the house should be empty
which is how my fear spread
Now my whole body shakes
with a new kind of dread
As I hear a soft growl
from behind me instead

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