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25 Days of Terror

Day 8 Nightmare Dreams are supposed to be sweetEveryone says soWhy does the night bring terrorsIt’s hard to know Life can seem normalBut fears bury deepOut of the darknessThese villains can creep It may all seem innocentWith a life full of stressBut don’t shirk what’s happeningSometimes it’s better to confess To sleep peacefullyDon’t go toContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”

A Fortnight of Lust: Day 13

Together Again I saw you standing on the stair, The light was shining on your hair, You looked good, And for a moment I thought we could, Get together again. Still, I let the the moment elapse, My pendant I did clasp, You broke my heart, So, I wouldn’t start, The cyle over. You leftContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 13”