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My Nightmare

Winter winds blow and snow creeps down.
Shivers will shake me and even try to awaken me.
This nightmare that reoccurs is haunting.
Three am and cold sweats seem to be taunting.
That nightmare is you, but the problem is,
I love the shiver because you warm me.
I look forward to the nightmare so you may comfort me.
The cold sweats are simply fear of losing you.
And nothing could ever replace you.



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GeenaElise said...
Mar. 9, 2013 at 4:35 pm
Very interesting
 
KatelynHanks replied...
Mar. 9, 2013 at 4:36 pm
would that be a good or a bad thing?
 
GeenaElise replied...
Mar. 10, 2013 at 3:28 am
A good thing :) Don't worry your poem is really good
 
KatelynHanks replied...
Mar. 10, 2013 at 4:13 pm
oh ok haha well thank you very much (:
 
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