Wicked thingsA Poem by MagdelenaIn dreams all things are possiable
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Feel me as I float on by Your dreams Moments of unrest. Your sleeping form As it lies in darkness I enter softly My form in a fog. And slowly I move on top of you now Looking into your thoughts Your dreams surreal. For those are the ones That my spirit then steals I take all you have Drain all your life. Forgo all you need Your moments of strife You will never see again For with me you shall come. To see what wicked things I then have done For like me you shall be Alone in the night. A stranger to all A creature in flight So follow me now Wicked things we shall become. I alone am your master... For you a new life has begun... © 2009 MagdelenaReviews
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