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unknown plague,
ravaging fever,
beset my soul.
loneliness creeps,
hovering demon
above my bed.
come, damn you.
come and be known.
face the light,
the unending harrying.
stop this hell,
this tortured life


Written by burrben

May 2, 2011 at 7:30 pm

Posted in poetry

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  1. haunting somehow,
    well penned.



    May 2, 2011 at 11:41 pm

  2. Wonderful write. The depth beyond simple words spoken, ‘stop this hell, this tortured life’… so much meaning beyond a simple fever.


    May 3, 2011 at 12:10 am

  3. wow! what a haunting voice, filled with sadness and suffering. You made me feel it to my core, so nice work 🙂
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  4. love this..

    super apt one.



    May 3, 2011 at 2:41 am

  5. love this..

    super apt one.




    May 3, 2011 at 2:41 am

  6. Whoa! trembling!


    May 3, 2011 at 8:08 pm

  7. Love the ballsiness of the piece!

    A.B. Thomas

    May 4, 2011 at 1:23 am

  8. yes this is right up my alley. very nicely done.
    this tortured life….. this inspires me as well

    my post was here


    May 6, 2011 at 9:15 pm

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