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Sep 2014
The demons crawl
Under my skin.
They show themselves.
Occasionally.
When my inhibitions
Are lowered
& my hackles are up.
Testing, daring,
Taunting & scaring.

Why would I fear you?
I put you there.
Look at me.
See me.
you should be scared!
niamh
Written by
niamh  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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     niamh, Mehma Kunwar and Poetic T
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