ImmortalGrace Posted November 10, 2003 Report Posted November 10, 2003 His fingers trace fire across my skin Searing my flesh His voice rings in my ears The sound of which I could never forget His eyes stare into mine Straight into my soul The feel of his breath on my neck, always present Why must I be haunted He never leaves my mind In every shadow, he lurks In every crowd, he waits He waits for me Oh how I loath him How dare he do this to me I have never feared anyone Now all I can do is fear him Lowly mortal..how I dispise you
Regel Posted November 11, 2003 Report Posted November 11, 2003 His fingers trace fire across my skin Searing my flesh His voice rings in my ears Painful images, whenfear and hatred intermingle. A dangerous brew they make. Nice piece.
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