February 19, 2011

A dream/nightmare

In a lake of wet moss arose serpents,
a Hundred black eyes
no reflections, only bottomless chasms
an evil among the naive
An inescapable world deep in the catacombs of my mind...
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  1. Angela TolsmaFebruary 20, 2011 at 10:08 AM

    I never know what to say, but this is really well written.

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