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- The Death of my Dare -
If time stool still,
And silence screamed in my ear,
I would have called Phil.
I took too long to pay my bill,
then took a short cut without much care.
If time stood still.
Sounds of whistling winds and creatures up the hill,
Day and night do not compare.
I would have called Phil.
A shadowy-figure gave me a chill
That ran down my spine and raised my hair.
If time stood still.
My instincts said he wanted to kill.
The moment soon turned to a nightmare,
I would have called Phil
From my weakness he got a thrill.
Happy Valley was the death of my dare.
If time stood still,
I would have called Phil.
Times like these -
It’s more apparent in times like these,