The night it shall haunt me
The shaddows will scream
The mirrors are frightning
You move next to me
I lie there and tremble
The world spins around
You touch me and whisper
Say no one will know
Your perfect, you angel
Now guess what i've become
Theres a monster in you
Now that monsters in me
Theres pain in the night time
Pain all around
The monsters are coming
I hope this time I can duck down
A contest entry
- Why by charmander13.
700 points, ended December 24, 2008, 24 entries
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Comments
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This is really good- the "monster" is something that is always in you- something that haunts and taunts.. oh boy, do I know the feeling well
I've written this poem that reflects the same themes as you did- perhaps you could check it out-
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4886245
Thanks for your entry and all the best to you!
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