I am the cold that blows against your skin,
I'm am this dark evil feeling sinking in.
I am the death that creaks in front of the door,
I'm the hell that burns and churns beneath thy floor.
I'm the person who lurks in your head,
Making you hoping and wishing you were dead.
I am the reason you cry a single tear,
I am what you fear,
For I am evil that is near...
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