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The Nightmare

Contributed by TeenageEmoGirl on Friday, 21st May 2004 @ 11:25:38 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

Dressed up to the nines,
A young woman dines
Alone. Again.
She sips on the wine,
the bitter taste feels like home.
Drinking away her misery
In that ethyl alcohol.
The clock strikes nine,
And she suddenly feels fine,
as her feet are swept off the floor.
This as it may seem
Felt like more than a dream
Like the heavens were opening o'er.
The clocks hands strike ten
Again and Again! She cries to the hands around her neck,
He embraces her close
From her toes to her nose,
While she calls to her waiter for the check.
The eleventh hour has come
And the rain has fallen
About the two lovers on the emptied streets
Lays down his coat
And opens the cab door
The last hope of chivalry.
A quarter has past, and not much has changed,
she wraps her hands around his own
What pure chance,
Their eyes met at glance
She feels safe though shes not alone.
And half past that hour,
Lust consumes both.
As they ravage upon her bed.
Half past and five,
They dress once again
As he quietly leaves her homestead.
She shakes violently
And sweats in pure pain
As she awakes with this nightmare in her head.
Midnight once more, her feet firmly placed upon the floor,
With a wine glass conviently next to her bed.

Copyright © TeenageEmoGirl ... [ 2004-05-21 23:25:38]
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Re: The Nightmare (User Rating: 1 )
by swiftsouljah on Saturday, 22nd May 2004 @ 11:17:45 PM AEST
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this is amazing
awesome job so vivid i could see the whole thing in my minds eye
great job

Wayne

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