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Upon my bed did I rest,
Knowing then I was the best,
Surviving longer than the others,
Having only myself to bother,
I sat alone upon my bed,
Thinking terrible thoughts with my head,
For no man, women, or child,
Should have to be alone and go wild,
But I sat alone for a month or more,
Living on my food store,
But there came no more bore,
That bleak life and loneliness subsided,
With the knock upon my door,
I was startled, afraid of the knock,
It gave me quite a shock,
For my computer promulgated,
That no life besides me had been calculated,
I sat there still and silent as could be,
And you may say you disagree,
My ears were numb with silent nothingness,
But I had was sure of it, nonetheless,
But I set myself down once more,
And then again came a tapping at my door,
"What is it that keeps on rapping and tapping!?"
I stormed and run to the door,
"Can you no longer rap and tap upon my trapping?!"
As I scrambled up from down on the floor,
I stood away from that door,
Resting now where I was before,
I closed my eyes and began to shudder,
But from behind that door came another,
"Why must you continue to haunt me?!"
As I slammed against my steel clad door,
"Because outside I know there is nobody!"
I couldn't take it anymore,
The never-ending knocking,
The terrible tapping,
The rhythmic rapping,
Was coming once more,
From behind That Door,
It kept going and going,
Until it ceased like it wasn't there before,
That Numberless Knocking,
How I never thought it would end,
My will began to descend,
That Terrifying Tapping,
How I wished it to cease,
Its hold on me to release,
That Regulated Rapping,
How I knew how to stop it,
My madness caused me to submit,
And then with my key,
And my wits strewn about me,
I Unlocked The Door,
And the computer screens were flashing,
That no life was still lasting,
And it then was switched off.