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May 2013
The sunlight left layers of warmth
Over my eyes
In turn I felt good
I was not a cold man
Yet many had said otherwise
My rye smile returned

These hands of mine had left many
Foundations on broken lives
You see I am your nightmare
I am the one that seeks you out
Where ever you are
Yet you will never remember me  

My days are spent wandering
Through cities of dust
Waiting for that time for rest
When I can ponder in and out
Your mind
Oh the joy
For I know you will wake

Beating ,racing heart
Leaves you perspired
And alert  
Then I'm to be gone
Well at least till tonight
That is..........
When once again I can enclose you
Put my hands around your
Thoughts
To leave you hoping for the dawn
After all I am your
Nightmare
andy fardell
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