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by Nearly but not quite Jul 12, 2007 category : Dark, fantasy / other
When I sleep Why do I dream Of blood and death? Why not of love Or life and happiness? I try to fill my head With butterflies But they are all dead.The voice in my head Will not shut up, Though I say it is not wanted It will not leave.Please comment and vote, I promise I will always return the favour!