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He brought to mind
Ted Bundy; the Green River Killer. I remember a light, strong and penetrating, blinding, forcing me to close my eyes. Imagine a feeling of helplessness, apprehension, fear. I trembled, I prayed. I heard the cling of metal; of breathing. Then his hands reached out towards me bringing pain. My worst fears, my worst nightmares come true. "Looks like you'll need some root canal. Schedule him for Tuesday." Does God hear prayers? Apparently not. Written by Dragonblood Published 4th Jan 2024 | Edited 23rd Oct 2024
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Added on November 9, 2024 Last Updated on November 9, 2024 AuthorAnother RelicNYAboutI've added poems and will be storing them here from my accounts as Dragonblood and Timagination2 at Deep Underground Poetry. One or two might be on the Relic account, I'm not sure. Comments are no.. more..Writing
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