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Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Ze'ev-Hayalim, Feb 8, 2007.

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  1. a shadows return
    brief respite from the horrors
    i run for cover, but there it lays
    a nightmare, a cauchemar,
    drawing near
    blinded once more and grim
    hatred running rampant in my veins
    how could i? how could you?
    the evil in my soul
    escape is for the blessed.
    how i lied
    to you, myself, everyone
    trying to convince myself i'm just fine.

    i miss you Julian
     
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