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May 2012
The ***** raked her silver nails
across my sweat stained skin,
and whispered softly in my ear
too late you let me in.

You fed me dreams and nightmares
and let me feast too long,
and now my hold upon you
is far too ****** strong.

I swallowed whole your eyelids
as you stared at me in pain,
your nights are mine forever
as I tug ******* your chain.

Put down the pill and water
stop counting rotten sheep,
For I am your tormentor
and for you there is no sleep.

The ***** raked her silver nails
across my sweat stained skin,
as her words returned to haunt me
too late you let me in.
Written by
DieingEmbers
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     Tilly, victoria, Melissa S and DieingEmbers
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