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Night Terrors (Free verse) by princesszoe

Depths of persuasion Unfathomed cruelty Spiralling Out of control The first cut Not the deepest Each slice Another layer Of humanity Stripped to the stench of raw bone

http://mulberryfairy 4-Aug-03/7:17 PM
Okay, I can see how it fits better with the background info. My daughter had them from ages 2-5. It was almost like she could see into some world of torture in those long nights (they really did last 45 minutes, too). I had them, too, and I am still a sleepwalker/talker/etc., are you? Makes for an interesting sex life (see poem "I, Ann Boleyn").




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