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Darkness
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Namir Swiftpaw PM
I hate being afraid of the dark. It's so...lame. Not to mention a huge inconvienence.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst - Words: 65 - Reviews: 14 - Favs: 1 - Published: 09-21-02 - id: 978498
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My young body quivers and quakes
"Why me?" I implore to no one--
Shadows do not answer pleas.
I don't want to be alone--
Night is too dark to be all alone--
Soft, velvety night, sliding over
your skin like wet, whispery silk.
Encompassing and encircling you,
Tracing darkened fingers down your back,
Gently clawing up your body,
The darkness settles in.
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