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Night Terrors
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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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