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Monday, 31 January 2011

Heart

Wrenched back from the abyss
where you sat for so long
drenched in flame you embed yourself
within my mind, to destroy my control

in my minds eye you are a demon
best to be forgotten and unforgiven
but once more you return

control my mind and destroy my self
once again i am weak
for you make me feel
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Oh sand woes,

A contorted and twisted body is lifted from the old grave before you, it turns in mid air so your eyes lock in connection and you realise with fear that the carcass is your own.
 

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