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May 2012
late this night i toss and turn
in troubled sleep
demons and monsters
before my mind's eye
creeping...
crawling ever closer...
they're here...
i **** awake,
heart in my throat,
clad in cold sweat.
my vision's blurred
my breathing's rough
my mind plays tricks
in league with my eyes
as shadows slither to my left
i jump, my dream...
could it have been real?
to my right the shadows crawl
i look and see that nothing's there.
i laugh. i'd let my mind wander
just as i lay back down
my thoughts set straight
and i'm finally calm
i close my eyes
and the wraith breaks my neck.
ehhhhhhh.... rly late. i know theres practically no rhyme to this... can you blame me? its 3 am.
Quiltel The NightFury
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   Lily Mae
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