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Created on: October 13, 2009
Terror - stark and raw
heart-pounding and breath-stealing
turns bone and muscle into
stone and jelly - worthless
Shivers creep on spindly spider legs
down petrified spine,
feet become as trees -
rooted deeply
and voice is lost
among the screams
of imagination which
conjures images
from Hell
Silent prayer begs
for waking
and sunshine
to pierce darkness and dreaming -
but there is no reprieve
only the feel of taloned hands
grasping, tearing
persuading without gentleness
and dragging further into the abyss
of fear
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