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Night
Contributed by
Dying_Angel
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Friday, 1st April 2005 @ 03:13:41 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Night is the fear in your soul
Makes you feel isolated and alone
With a face as white as the breast of an owl
Lips of red
Dripping in pure poison
Fingers of ice
Hair of silk
Gliding softly
No sound,
But always the sense of terror...
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2005-04-01 15:13:41]
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Re: Night
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by BEBE on
Friday, 1st April 2005 @ 05:19:02 PM AEST
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I like this one
Great write
Godbless
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Re: Night
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by AshRayne on
Sunday, 7th August 2005 @ 05:48:57 PM AEST
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the night is beautiful isn't it? but is it the night we fear? or what resides within in which we do not know?
either way your poem is good, and i like the bold honesty.
exquisite writing that is your gift, be blessed, for you are perfection.
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