Dark Poetry #5 |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
Keep them closed Tight closed Stay in the darkness under your quilt where it is safe Where you only believe I am under here Where you can only feel me standing over you Tight closed like mommy showed you to When they told I couldn't get to you That the cupboard is empty I walked into With the sheet over your head protecting, My razer sharp will never get to you Is that my breath on your neck? Or just a breeze that has gotten through Closed eyes tight, under sheets of white Do not open those eyes my child If you do then im real and your life is mine. To take a lot of pain, |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
Oh, I like it. I've often wondered why one would hide under a blanket, does it have some some magic shield no one told me about? ![]() -Trina. |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
Crazy. ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!" |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
Scary poem. This is the second poem I've read tonight that's featured some form of terrifying sleep disorder. In this case, the nightmare (read nightmare in the old sense as that thing that attacks you in the night) is the speaker. |
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