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-An Agony of Desire-

Views (90) Tragedy Created on 2-15-07 Flag

My eyes keep seeking my sweaty palms, i lower down my head. quickly lighting and swallowing bombs, I call upon my dread. soon set the clock to a dying hour--I must sleep;need time to dream...[you call it hope]--that fire of fire is but agony of desire. Only the echoes answer me as i cry out in soliloquy.

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