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insecurity
Contributed by
daggers
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Friday, 16th April 2010 @ 11:20:18 AM in AEST
Topic:
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I cant see you!
now the games begin
Demons and Spectres are dancing like lovers
The Ghost gives me gifts
a Devil to my mind
a Demon to my gut , working with affinity
Growing fule for my thoughts
which decends to my core
stoking the fire, that produces some more
You are haunting me
I created a Ghost
Possesed by Demons, never rid of their curse
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daggers
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2010-04-16 11:20:18] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: insecurity
(User Rating: 1 ) by DarkWolf on
Wednesday, 28th April 2010 @ 08:46:35 AM AEST (User
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A very nicely written poem |
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