d4tc
Joined Tue 04/15/08
Posts: 1525
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| Tue 11/04/08 07:42 AM |
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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LAMom
Joined Tue 12/12/06
Posts: 24116
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| Tue 11/04/08 07:46 AM |
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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HockeyChick
Joined Thu 10/23/08
Posts: 353
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| Tue 11/04/08 08:11 AM |
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very visual-well done
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pkd1220
Joined Thu 05/24/07
Posts: 1819
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| Tue 11/04/08 08:52 AM |
Gripping write J. Checking under the bed and turning on the night light... 
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kc0003
Joined Fri 05/11/07
Posts: 3456
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| Tue 11/04/08 11:14 AM |
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Nice piece
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Differentkindofwench
Joined Sat 04/07/07
Posts: 4425
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| Tue 11/04/08 12:33 PM |
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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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