when I dream they come
the mist rolls in thick
their long black robes swirl
pinpricks down my spine
their heavy boots thud
pinpricks down my spine
their nails scratch the trees
pinpricks down my spine
their long black robes swirl
shrill laughter pierces
ringing through the air
shrill laughter pierces
no one else can hear
shrill laughter pierces
the mist rolls in thick
when I dream they come
Everyday Strange 
Wow, this piece is so chilling! And it reads so well. Ah, and the tone… Great work.
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Thank you!
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Chilling ,personal.great writing.
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This is utterly haunting and it drives it to the point of what seems like a memory with the repetition. Such a brilliant and chilling poem. Fascinating.
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Thank you! I wrote it partly about a recurring nightmare I used to have.
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