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Quatrain 11 Nightmare II

Being alone and realizing it is a curse, to weak for quick drastic measures.
If only the led ones would pull their head from their *** and listen.
The cries of the silent are the loudest that can be heard, but are ignored.
Death is a curse with a lonely person in a nightmare.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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