That nagging feeling
That whisper from all corners
Gentle at first,
But it slowly creeps
Closer and closer
Breath upon my neck
Hot, but shivering at the touch
Its so close now it no longer gentle
Harsh against my lips
And thats when I realise
That nagging feeling
. . . . Its me.















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Her Little Voice
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Rooftops and Razor Blades
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a wordless poety is empty inside, so hello from my empty shell
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a wordless poety is empty inside, so hello from my empty shell
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