Hearing them

I used to hear them at the front door, scratching, clawing, pawing at the door, trying to get in.

I used to hear them in the walls, scratching, clawing, moving round inside the walls.

I used to hear them in the room, scratching, clawing, pitter patter on the floor.

Now I feel them behind my eyes, scratching, clawing, ever scratching, ever clawing.

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