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The Demons

Wicked waves, soothing in theory-
Blue monsters come rushing at me
Eternal foes we must be
For it attacks me ‘til dreary

Children scream dashing away-
But it keeps coming closer
Then finally it gets lower-
The current comes another day





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WithPenAndScript said...
Aug. 8, 2011 at 10:01 pm
nice, it was good
 
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