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Insanity of the sane mind A clarity of that which is bane to light A broken mirror in the night where ravens take flight A cloaked shadow over the moon's nighted sight A shade within a shadow cowered as we plead Who art thou which comes within our presence to feed We twist and turn to catch the screams which breeds in surprise We scatter in plight each with hopes of freedom in sunrise Each scream rises to zenith then silence. All that is left is my own, My plight and fear of this very night I feel its eyes as it bears down on me with relished delight Feeding my fright with it's blighted light All I feel is it eyes, Watching me, its plaything I have no where left, no light, no friends, no Family I know it now there is no Light I wait to see, To take this killer to stop its glee from my fright I wait and see And wait I hear a sound behind me and feel hands upon me Then sit up in bed, wet and white with fright Fingering my neck where it held me I see red water And curse at my stupid cats......

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 8/26/2009 5:46:00 PM
Oh it's that cat again, Smile, Sincerely Moses
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Date: 7/27/2009 4:22:00 PM
Cats can be so quiet, next thing they knock something over, then new words are learnt, lovely poem>>James
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Date: 7/24/2009 8:22:00 PM
damn cats, lol. many have scared the socks off of us....Aleera
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Date: 7/24/2009 5:50:00 PM
Nara....it is excellent and yes I meant what I said..thanks my psychiatrist*smile*
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