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So in the wee hours, Up I am early on many days, Chased by demons in nightmares, Chalking out an escape plan, Unto the depths of hell, Bray she may in her realm, Unto my stiffness she takes me, ******* mine in the nightmare.
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
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So in the wee hours, Up I am early on many days, Chased by demons in nightmares, Chalking out an escape plan, Unto the depths of hell, Bray she may in her realm, Unto my stiffness she takes me, ******* mine in the nightmare.
Memories bring the nightmares and the nightmares bring the succubus. Nothing to do with anyone on Hello Poetry. My HP Poem #1465 ©Atul Kaushal
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35/M/Indian
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
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