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Watching a Nightmare

From an early sequel of “Nightmare on Elm Street” I cringe when the blond woman screams Reveal her where-about to the ruthless reaper of souls. This nightmare will be her final dream. I cringe when the blond woman screams. Death has a face that can not be seen. He stole her breath with steel, so cold. I cringe when the blond woman screams Reveal her where-about to the ruthless reaper of souls.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 7/26/2010 11:13:00 AM
Earle all the best for the contest.. Not a nice piece to read this time of night hehe Jk enjoyed this tremendously :) Wilma
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Date: 7/25/2010 4:15:00 PM
Thanks Earle, for sharing your Triolet with us. I think this is the first time I've seen you poems. Sorry I haven't been over to see you before. Thanks for your gracious comment on my site. Agape, Moses
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Date: 7/25/2010 12:11:00 PM
Nice one Earle.. good luck in Andrea's Triolette contest.. never saw any of these films but my kids did.. too gruesome for me.. with luv..
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Date: 7/25/2010 8:24:00 AM
This is such a chilling take on Andrea's triolet challenge Earle-- enjoyed it :) eeek is Freddy here already??? Wish you the best in her contest :)
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Date: 7/25/2010 7:58:00 AM
good creepy little triolet, good luck in the contest
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