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I just saw me cut myself Across the neck waking up In a cold sweat dripping wet Sweet dreams gone sour The pain devouring Closed eyes knowing why Innocence sleeps Whence evil creeps Nightmares felt Iced Tea Unsweetened The fear mongering enticed Faint of heart weakens There the evil joy impacts attacks as it deepens |
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Within your writes there are moments where I have cried, laughed, smiled and felt the comfort of warmth,, Today My need to hold you is great,,
Another moment of stillness as your brush swipes the canvas,,, ![]() ![]() |
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very visual-well done
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Gripping write J. Checking under the bed and turning on the night light...
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Nice piece
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hmmm, perhaps the sweet dreams interrupted are not as live enhancing as one would think. Careful which chopping blocks you put that neck on.
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I shivered when I read this cause it brought to mind so many times that I've awaken only to find myself prisoner of my own mind again.
Nicely said Jason! ![]() |
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Those are the kind of nightmares that are hard to shake nice one.
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Creepin in to give ya one big hug!
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Excellent write Sweet ((((J)))).
You are held ![]() |
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() LA Mom, you are way too kind. My mom is getting my first book once I get published. You, my second. Everyone else, third. ![]() |
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