Sandman

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  Sandman

  
  

  I'm the crud you rub so hard the moment you awake

  From a night of hell, in sleep you fell

  Horrific dreams that I create..

  
  

  You tried to move but couldn't, your body paralyzed

  Labored breathing, nightmares I'm weaving

  As my REM attacks your eyes

  
  

  You twist and moan to no avail, on your back and pinned to the sheets

  You feel a presence ..Yet unknown

  Your heart pounds in rapid beats

  
  

  This world you're trapped in feels different,  with an evil air of doom

  and this pitch black darkness seems,  never ending

  Inside the Sandman's tomb

  
  I place my cold, clammy fingers, tightly around your neck

  as you wriggle and moan so helpless and alone

  A night you'll not soon forget

  
  

  I love to watch you clench your jaws and struggle to break free

  It fills me with such satisfaction

  One might even call it Glee

  
  

  I'm the Evil eye paste that keeps you stranded in the dark..

  I seal your lids from any light

  For my imagery is stark

  
  

  I'm that foreboding feeling,  as I pull you to sleep against your will

  As you fight to stay awake

  but feel a spine tingling chill

  
  

  So try to resist, I love to watch it, stay awake if you can

  But I always leave my calling card,

  your eyes packed full of sand

  
  

  
  

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