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Oct 2013
Again I sigh,
Cold in sweat,
Sitting high,
Up on my bed,

I realize,
the curse that is dreams,
Soft and sweet,
Till suddenly filled by screams,

So different they are at the start,
But only then will darkness come,
The black consumes your heart,
After all that's where nightmares are from,

In my nightmare,
I feel lost,
I feel fear,
I pay the ultimate cost.
Daemoness
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Daemoness
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   ---, Andrea Button, --- and Lily Mae
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