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I awake in a shock as I feel the cold wet floor

I'm covered in sweat,

I look around me,

I'm surrounded my mirrors,

I'm afraid to move so I role in a ball

I feel there cold fingers scratching at my skin

I'm screaming at the demons that haunt my life

They retreat and they stare with their cold eyes as I
scream

They shatter and I'm breathing heavily its hard to breath

The shattered pieces will fall eternally in my mind

I see nothing but darkness so I run away

I run from the evil demons,

I run from myself

Posted: 2008-11-19 03:24:26 UTC

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2008-12-11 01:09:26Zarissa
GOOD JOB