She sleeps.
Peaceful as it seems.
She sleeps.
Dreamless as it seems.
She is a child who sleeps but with,
no peace and dreams of the bad.
Every night he comes.
Sweet child he calls her.
She awakes only to feel his rough,
hands on her.
Fear over comes her.
She does not like this.
He won't stop.
He laughs when he is done.
Goes away but with an evil grin.
The child cries silent tears.
The child sleeps now but sees the man,
the man with the evil grin.
The man that hunts her in her dreams .
A contest entry
- Fear by Passionate Singe.
600 points, ended April 7, 2007, 24 entries
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Comments
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wow this was an amazing write you did a wonderful job...i liked it,it showed so much emotion...kepp up the great writes
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Short, but strong. You can see it, feel it. Solid piece.
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love the style of this piece, adds impact.
the emotion really hit me and drew me in.
great write
goodluck in the contest
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