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In The Dead Of Night

In the dead of night she waits and wonders

 What if ........

What if she was to pick up his sweat soaked pillow

And place it firmly over his pig like features

As the creatures she conjures up in her silent imagination

Come forth and lend a hand

◄ The Language of Trees

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Christine Renshaw

Fri 17th Aug 2018 14:40

thanks for feedback yes its dark (ish)?

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Fri 17th Aug 2018 08:04


Should I have laughed at the end???

Not sure, but I did.

Love this



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Taylor Crowshaw

Fri 17th Aug 2018 06:53

I think that on a serious note sad..tinged with humour. Thank you for sharing..

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