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by Malika Jun 23, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Roused on a Sabbath ante meridiem The breath was numbing foreign to his window Because I performed aspiration Humanity resided next to me I established him instantaneously I was aghast to regard him there I startled out of the bed I endeavoured to flight but the door was barred He woke up I cryed out, to warn them He pounced on me, trapping me against the floor The terrors of the night before still were fresh in my mind And he wanted to do it again