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No One To Disturb Me

I'm sitting here
By a broken tree
No here
To disturb me

My book is open
On my lap
I use my knuckles
And give it a rap

I'm sitting here
In a cemetary
No one here
To disturb me

Deep in thought
For my bewitching spell
For the outside world
Is my eternal Hell

I'm sitting here
All alone
When it happens;
It sounds like a moan

Is it a goul?
Is it a beast?
The very thought made my
pleasure increase

But when I opened my eyes
And looked around
I saw what it was
That made the sound

I'm lying here
on my bed
And I am moaning;
I bumped my head

I'm sitting here
on my bed
Wishing my dream
Was no longer dead

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For azlyn's "Picture Inspired...". Enjoy the poem!

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  • RawrSmileBabyPlz
    July 28, 2008

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    "I'm sitting here
    In a cemetary
    No one here
    To disturb me

    Deep in thought
    For my bewitching spell
    For the outside world
    Is my eternal Hell" that was my favorite part the whole poem was a very well written piece with emotion and it even had alot of describeing words in it. amazing.
    ..<3..
    Shelly
    GooD Job!.


  • SummerlandRayne gold member
    April 18, 2008

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    Very nice words for the pic! Thank you so much for the entry!!!


    Az