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 Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 8:26 pm
This has no title, yet. well okay here i go:
As we lay our sleeping heads,
That death seeps in through the cracks,
The cracks that exist in our dreams,
Our dreams that were so cute and pure,
Turn to darkness and horror, but also dispair
And as we lay our sleeping heads to rest,
We cannot escape that lurking death.
We sleep only for a moment,
And yet soon wake up screaming in the night.
We are not alone in our nightmares,
For someone is always dead.
Wether or not we killed them means not,
For its all just lurking in the darkness,
As we lay our sleeping heads.
I hope it flows right, and it was very very spur of the moment.
Later, and i hope you leave me many comments,
Lady
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 9:48 pm
There isn't anything actully wrong with it and it's a good poem but it seems kind of rhyme then not rhyme and then rhyme again whcih really kind of threw me a little bit off... neutral
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 5:32 pm
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