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Sweet Dreams

In darkest night when evil creeps, when shadows hide where hatred peeps. I rise to earth from Hades hole to quench Hell’s thirst on virgin soul. The sweet smell rises to my nose of godliness from head to toes, of those I seek to fill my lust, to take away their heavenly trust. For when this night has turned to day foul nightmares show I’ve been their way. For in their sleep I’ll rape their mind and leave my marks for them to find. I take their bodies and their soul, fill every crevice, take control. My master’s wishes guide my way, my victim’s terror is my pay. Content to see I’ve laid the seed, installing hate in every deed. These sickly mortals know I’ve been, from God to Devil in one dream. I wander far and roam the land, there’s none off limits to my hand. In mosque and church I’ve spread my word, your silly symbols so absurd. So please relax at dead of night, tucked up in bed so warm and tight. Imagine you are safe and sound, while I have fun and call around! Ivor G Davies

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 10/24/2011 10:45:00 AM
Congratulations on your win in Tracie's "Everyone Knows" contest Ivor. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/22/2011 8:51:00 PM
Congrats Ivor on a fantastic win with this exciting poetry luv.. enjoyed reading...
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Date: 10/22/2011 1:13:00 PM
Congrats on your win, Ivor. Nice going. Ralph
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Date: 10/22/2011 12:32:00 PM
Great write Ivor. Congratulations on your win
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