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Queen Of The Damned

A Bed And All Is Well
Lying there like a shell
Buried in sand, deep under the sea
No-one ought to know where I'll be
No-one would care anyways
And I'll lie there curled up for days
When they come and pull me out of my snail shell
They put me back into hell
Where I find what I had run from
Where they give what I had taken

It poisoned my being
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Thursday, May 10, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Inspired By: 'Queen Of The Damned' by A. Rice
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