Nightmare

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    Nightmare

     My eyes flutter open,
    Yet to no avail.
    The demon's still there.
    It's black eyes bore into mine
    As though they're boring into my soul.
    They flutter closed again,
     Still to no avail.
    I see the demon in my mind.
    I toss and turn,
    Shake and bite.
    I roll over,
    I scream,
    I'm being shaken.
    I open my eyes once more.
    The demon is gone,
    The nightmare over.

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    Embraced commented on Nightmare

    09-10-2010

    This started out peppered with evil, yet relaxed with its own innocence in the end. I loved it. E~
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    himekachan111

    09/10/2010

    ty

    DeepEclipse commented on Nightmare

    09-08-2010

    They seem to have a mind of their own. Perhaps gone only for the moment. Sometimes you really feel you have no control.
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    himekachan111

    09/08/2010

    agreed

    lostalive77 commented on Nightmare

    09-01-2009

    wow detailed. i like it. reminds me of something that happened to me a few nights ago
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    himekachan111

    09/02/2009

    lol. that's not even half off the nightmare either. that was like the last 5-10 minutes pf the nightmare. i might right more about it later.

    KristyLoren commented on Nightmare

    09-01-2009

    Excellently written and so young, how nice. I enjoyed your piece so much, and I am the real deal I would tell you if I didn't. Your imposing is brilliant. Great piece I love it!!! You get my ten, not easily done. Your a talented young woman :)
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    himekachan111

    09/01/2009

    thank you very much. I'm glad you enjoy my work. I enjoy yours as well.

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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