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sleeping, slowly falling into a dream Transcending into planes so beyond our own parting from the body that lays stagnant peacefully resting, small breaths heaving The pale woman, dressed in white departs slowly onto the dusty-brick road where have she gone? So far, so near, so alone and full of fear Oh woman, dressed in white so full of light, compared to the dark night Stare into the abyss, whereas men cannot pass without fright fairy elves will guide you, worry not woman in white! They'll be dancing round over the fairy lights Don't let your fright reel you out of the planes, so dark, so cold, so dull when you compare the real world is shaking the real world - you cannot see it now, please, woman in white Keep on the dusty road, look not onto past the rood that sits Keep your arms a drooped, and your head tumble over the mattress as the creature intrudes Oh! worry not on the weight that rests - sensual, nightmarish, ugly, morbid - A beast! So hairy, and here to cause a jest Be it's saving grace, oh please, Woman in white ****** rivers, bleeding red Worry not about the creature that lays on top of you on your bed Please, Woman in white.. be our saving grace from the creature that has settled on top of you intruding - least not let it get into your head
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May 8, 2021
May 8, 2021 at 10:40 AM UTC
Woman in white & A nightmare
sleeping, slowly falling into a dream Transcending into planes so beyond our own parting from the body that lays stagnant peacefully resting, small breaths heaving The pale woman, dressed in white departs slowly onto the dusty-brick road where have she gone? So far, so near, so alone and full of fear Oh woman, dressed in white so full of light, compared to the dark night Stare into the abyss, whereas men cannot pass without fright fairy elves will guide you, worry not woman in white! They'll be dancing round over the fairy lights Don't let your fright reel you out of the planes, so dark, so cold, so dull when you compare the real world is shaking the real world - you cannot see it now, please, woman in white Keep on the dusty road, look not onto past the rood that sits Keep your arms a drooped, and your head tumble over the mattress as the creature intrudes Oh! worry not on the weight that rests - sensual, nightmarish, ugly, morbid - A beast! So hairy, and here to cause a jest Be it's saving grace, oh please, Woman in white ****** rivers, bleeding red Worry not about the creature that lays on top of you on your bed Please, Woman in white.. be our saving grace from the creature that has settled on top of you intruding - least not let it get into your head
I write this as I stare at the paintings by Henry Fuseli's The nightmare and The shepherd's dream
FC_Azaele
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In the rain
May 8, 2021
May 8, 2021 at 10:40 AM UTC
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