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Bleak.

A cold desolate dream..
a voice in a rainy,dreary night,beckons me,cries out,save me !
the voice familiar like wind howls at night.
frightful and eerie these shadows I dread.
horrid these visions,i wake,heart racing and sweat.
head burning with why these dreams torment,befall me
looking for escape,a way out of this torture that festers
within.
haunts me like ghost of the past of old cold misery and emotions
gone bad.lost in the darkness so real to me now.
alone and afraid,it's me who cries out !
Written by severedangel
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