Nightmares and wet dreams

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Nightmares and wet dreams

Nightmares and wet dreams carnal beast Emurged Such darkness Is now surounding you Alone in your insecurity--- As i am Alone in madness---

Your eyes no doubt were beautiful but your heart was made of stone-----

Your awakened by the silence that screams inside your bones------

All your tainted memories you thought were long sence dead.

The scars upon your flesh have heald and beguin to fade But the wounds inside still fester.

Such delightful treasures locked inside your mind.

Garden Gnomes construction cones with fishnet on my mind -----

Heart shaped box plays on and on in my memory an un ending melody.

Daylight breaks and returns me to my wakeful sometimes sanity.

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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