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the dark lady
written by devil-dick12:32 AM 8/11/04twist and turn i jerk awake,
with beads of sweat on my face.
i dreamtof a lady dressed full in black,
covered in silky lace.
beautiful? she was so not.
a face so grotesque, i turn in fear,
her pressance it seemed was always drawing near.
i turn and there she is,
her body so thick yet thin.
i struggle free, i have to fight,
its my dream, cant let her win.
i fight, she cuts, i scream,
thats when i woke.
a voice behind me mutters,
she is here, she has spoke,
i scramble away,
to break finaly free.
this is still my dream,
why is it happening 2 me.
i fall back hard and bankg my head.
darknes around me begins to emerge
the light fades, the darkness has spread.
i wake at last, to the blowing wind.
i see the sunshine wash away her sin.
i feel my body ache with tension
im awake, looks like i win |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (anonymous) (8-12-2004 - 02:49 PM)
| me likes this one as well very touching! |
by (anonymous) (8-12-2004 - 02:49 PM)
by (anonymous) (8-12-2004 - 02:55 PM)
| ace poem, but beware the wonmen is still here its me! :P mwahaha |
by «TaintedBlood» (8-20-2004 - 06:24 PM)
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