Night after Night.

Night after Night.

A Poem by Fear Corrupts!

Night after night.

 

I cannot die,

because I have already been killed.

 

I cannot cry,

but I can certainly feel.

 

My peaceful sanctuary,

has become a ghost killer.

 

I cannot die,

but I can suffer.

 

Oh the incompetence,

when reliving life in nightmares.

 

 

 

 

© 2008 Fear Corrupts!


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Bleak, dark, depressing... I like it!!

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Fear Corrupts!
Fear Corrupts!

Wastedville, Canada



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