Night after Night.A Poem by Fear Corrupts!Night after night.
I cannot die, because I have already been killed.
I cannot cry, but I can certainly feel.
My peaceful sanctuary, has become a ghost killer.
I cannot die, but I can suffer.
Oh the incompetence, when reliving life in nightmares.
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1 Review Added on September 16, 2008 AuthorFear Corrupts!Wastedville, CanadaAbout''Often what defines one's wisdom is not what one knows, but what one can predict " "Don't let other people determine your actions or alter your personality. Your reputation belongs to you, and is .. more..Writing
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