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She creeps over my pillow like a Black cat over a field mouse. She steals my breathe as if she Were a masked theif. She makes me scream like a Mother in labor. She sends me night terrors as if she Is a shattered mirror in my mind. She pulls at my droopy eyes like a Hand of terror in the darkness. She frightens me as if she Is certain the painful nights will never end. She flees when the light arises like a Prisoner escaping their cell. She is a horrible dream that keeps Occurring.
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 9:41 AM UTC
Insomnia
She creeps over my pillow like a Black cat over a field mouse. She steals my breathe as if she Were a masked theif. She makes me scream like a Mother in labor. She sends me night terrors as if she Is a shattered mirror in my mind. She pulls at my droopy eyes like a Hand of terror in the darkness. She frightens me as if she Is certain the painful nights will never end. She flees when the light arises like a Prisoner escaping their cell. She is a horrible dream that keeps Occurring.
I could not fall asleep one night- I guess this is what came out of it. It is very different from what I usually write, enjoy.
barkley-layne
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 9:41 AM UTC
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