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dark temptaions of the night

place a lilly at my feet


restrictions are placed
"dont speak"
"dont move"
"dont make a sound as i steal your life and sanity"


looking at my face in this mirror of diamonds and pearls

reflections of memories
cut though my flesh like broken glass

the world lays smashed on a broken silver platter
picking pieces up off the floor
broken arms soar ribs
It dosn't matter It dosn't count.....

life will be perfect in a barbie house
nightmares co-inside with reality
reality is the thing of nightmares

pick my body off the floor

wake me up bring me back



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On Wednesday October 26th, 2005, Jerrica (123) writes:
I didn't expect this one at all after reading the splat frog poem you wrote. this is actually quite wonderful and mysterious. big props. *J*


On Sunday October 9th, 2005, Anna Helianthus (1136) writes:
*shivers* your imagery placed me in the midst of this poem..excellent.



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