Friday, November 20, 2009

The Haunting

I see her staring at me
I see her at night
Sometimes in my dreams

I lay awake
Ice cold loneliness
She haunts me

I shut her out
I close my eyes
I can’t escape

Sinking
Slowly becoming reality
I scream
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