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Nightmare Horrors

Death calls with open arms Offering sweet relief from pain Light hurts, so does sound Giving, taking, burning, waking Killing, dying, caring, crying No more feelings Why don’t I care? Who am I? Don’t speak, find Walking the earth Hungry now Take what I want, they scream and run It doesn’t satisfy What am I? Don’t look. Run Pain is still there, the scratching The moon is laughing, now it’s gone My eyes are closed to the people They mock Now they don’t Their blood covers my hands. My face It blossoms from them in pods, like flowers. Why not from me? I hunger, I eat. I die in peace, in an empty world No humans left here. None left but bloated corpses. Laughing, I die. ©Copyright 2015. All rights reserved.

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Date: 4/22/2015 6:01:00 AM
I do detect much frustration here in this poem. Glad that you got it all out of your system, or have you? Will have to read on. Jim Horn
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Glory Winzer
Date: 4/23/2015 9:47:00 AM
Well... : )

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