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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In lightless pit of silent vale Treading softly on broken shale No noise I plead, no noise I beg Lest I wake the beast with in my head A shadow that slides from place to place A ghostly shade without a face Slipping through light, slipping though day Embracing shadows where I may In black on black the look of Cash With foot prints that leave not a splash Past community I softly tread Lest they wake the beast with in my head I stopped just once and there I fell Through velvet pump into sweet hell With golden bangs, with liquid fire To fane the flames of velvet desire In this sweet hell were pools of blue A dancer’s beat that skipped and flew Bright shining lights for all to see But this woke the dread inside of me Its rapid eyes no longer moved It twitched is once still cloven hooves Unlocking doors with a big red key The once sleeping beast had broken free Once sickly sweet now never more A poisoned font with every flaw The carpet pulled, no longer tread With this beast free inside my head Language spilled like jungle vines Angry colours and poison spines Thinking fractal though kaleidoscope The angry beast gave me the rope Now sweet hell swings in the breeze Shattered dreams cut off at the knees Auto torture, self effacing hate Are favourite games when he’s awake Killing this self yet one more time I killed my friend, my intertwine No more I scream, no more I beg As I lock it away deep in my head Now the lovers clinch and wrestling The birds, the bees, the doves that sing Are things of fear are things of dread Lest they wake the beast with in my head In lightless pit of silent vale Treading softly on broken shale No noise I make, no words are said Lest I wake the beast with in my head
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