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Vacant Nightmares
Vacant Nightmares
For two months
She would sweat, toss and turn
In her sleep vacant nightmares always return.
“I did not do it!”
She’d screech in her drowse
Rising and pacing with fear.
“I can’t even remember my own hell”
An echo replied in her psyche
“Perhaps it’s for the best”.
For two months
She would sweat, toss and turn
In her sleep vacant nightmares always return.
“I did not do it!”
She’d screech in her drowse
Rising and pacing with fear.
“I can’t even remember my own hell”
An echo replied in her psyche
“Perhaps it’s for the best”.
Published 24th Sep 2012
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24th Sep 2012 12:22pm
Hey welcome back! I enjoyed reading this and I wish I could help you(having read some of the tumblr posts as they had been on my dashboard).
