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Author: shutupdangit
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 05-24-05 - Updated: 05-24-05 - id:1921793
An animal of the disguised night

Crept into my mind

Slowly it kneaded on my brain

When my world was perfect, clean

My darkness blew it away.

Yet I departed from that horrible place

Where thoughts run wild,

And fears are nestled.

The prints of his stallion;

Still they bore into my heart.

It seemed as though he’d never left

As the next day I was haunted more

So I feared the world.

Restrains bound me from door to door.

Suddenly! A gleaming demon jumps from the shadows

Right in that moment you had yourself.

He sees your objective and shows the world

Frustration. Frustration. Frustration.

I’m lost.

I’m tired, and sad.

I must write a thousand essays.

But I just want to relax.

What peace will this pleasure bring me?

I need love.

Where are you Tiff?



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