In the darkness they come
LED one by one like fairy tail evil marched from its cell
As they pass by they make you feel as if you'd fly
And wink and wish you well.
We lock them in our closet behind our dreaded memories
Are shams and fears but close of day
When we all have had but a wink to little
An emotion too many
They March in and way leads on to way.
The dreaded realities they make
Our greatest nightmares The Shadow
And when we hold the mirror up
We recognize I know them so well
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