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Nightmare Spawned

The incubus breaches my blissful dreams. Consuming my innocence beneath silky sheets. Cruel paws stroke my skin. A sickening feeling grips me within. Repugnent is his stench of death. Yet, drawing me in with baited breath. Ravaged are my tortured breasts. Paralizing is his ominous spell. Helplessly, I don't fair well. An act so vile it's worthy of hell. Viciously he seals my fate. Violently pumping the demon attacks. Bitten and scratch as he comes to climax. His lust cascades between my thighs. His sick satisfaction he does not disguise. Enerated he retreats. Assaulting the vulnerable in their sleep.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 5/22/2015 3:00:00 AM
I'm really confused as to what type of poetry I write. I simply write what comes to my mind. I unfortunately have no knowledge or understanding of poetry ettiquete.
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Heather Condee
Date: 5/22/2015 3:09:00 PM
Exactly Ian, I just write what I feel. Feeling uneducated as to the types and styles of poetry. If you have any advice please share. Thank you!!

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