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Thescientist
Poems
Aug 2015
R.E.M
Thoughts of him haunt me,
in my sleep,
infecting my dreams.
His entity hovers over me,
while fondling my secret places.
Unrecognizable features
become familiar to me,
but I can't see him.
The cloud is too thick,
and there is smoke every where.
I know it's him.
His smell pierces my nose,
like ammonia.
Wet lips are moving in front of me,
but I can't hear a sound.
Almost a nightmare,
my body is trying to wake up,
but I'm frozen.
There is something holding me down,
and there is no end in sight.
When I finally come to,
I vow never to close my eyes.
Jaded by R.E.M.
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8
9, 10 never sleep again.
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Thescientist
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