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IntangibleBattle is drawn. In her mind, what had once been vague uneasiness and suspicion is now open warfare. The nightmares and the dreams are marching to battle. Fighting for her soul.Intangible
She is in the darkness. Pitch black, as deep as the abyss, with no way out and something is following her. The soft pad of feet sounds behind her: a great beast of terrible power tracing her scent, coming after her.
Fronds brush her face; from what, she does not know. Too scared to reach out, for fear of what might be there –what might find her- she staggers on, blindly following the path that she cannot see but knows is there. All the t
Burning Midnight OilMy life cracked that day Splintered into shards Of dreams, love and happiness Fractured hopes lie spilt, abandoned Littering my worldBurning Midnight Oil
No I don't want your sympathy Your timid looks and
Darting glances Staring at the chasm that is opening within me
As the drops Of my life fall Weeping Into the abyss
I am raw Unhealing Flinching from your touches that Hurt my aching soul
Piece me back together Please Find the scattered threads and tie a knot across the opening Hide the fall, the darkness &nbs
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