Nightmare of the night,
You're in for a fright,
Searching deep within,
For the inner demon,
Your heart rushes,
You cheek flushes,
Inky hands consuming,
Dark eyes assuming,
The fear is enough,
It's been too rough,
It drives you awake,
You weep and shake,
Your only care,
Forget the nightmare.
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!!!! www.happycows.eu. Helo! Ça Va? The name's Dana, Dana Dana, (Day.na). I'm 13, come from a big family of very... loud people, despite that I am quiet, and keep to myself. I like spongebob (He made me who I am today.) I usually write poems, sometimes a story, and blogs if I'm lacking in poetry ideas. 'One can be addicted to a certain type of sadness' unknown person, please stop writing about me. ¡¡¡¡
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