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Author: RandomUser674
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst/Poetry - Reviews: 2 - Published: 07-17-09 - Updated: 07-17-09 - Complete - id:2698175

Last night I woke alone and heard

A whisper in my ears

Murmured tales to me about my past

And mocked about my fears

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Jeered about the things I’d done

Things I’d had yet to do

Sneered at all my memories

Things I have yet to rue

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Taunted me and haunted me

Through the entire night

It’s vanished now without a trace

It left at morning light

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Last night I woke alone and though

The voice has disappeared,

It will be back forevermore…

It’s worse than I had feared.



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