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Dreams Bug Me
Insects
Dreams are like pest to me.
How could these come to be?
When they crawl in without a sound.
Hiding somewhere that cant be found.
Pulling with them nightmares.
I can feel them insect their venoms.
Like demons.
Injections of torment.
When they leave, the damage is done.
Insects, you have won.
Dreams are like pest to me.
How could these come to be?
When they crawl in without a sound.
Hiding somewhere that cant be found.
Pulling with them nightmares.
I can feel them insect their venoms.
Like demons.
Injections of torment.
When they leave, the damage is done.
Insects, you have won.
Published 4th Apr 2013
| Edited 21st Jun 2014
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11th Apr 2013 6:12am
That is the perfect analogy of dreams haha they sneak up when you least expect it and slowly tear you apart. Dreams are just horrible things. Great write, loved the concept. Good job!
11th Apr 2013 1:46pm
