Late last night or the night before
There was a man standing at my door
I didn't know who he was or what he was doing
For his breathing was as harsh as a possessed baby's cooing
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You have certainly followed your imagination and 'run with it' in a highly original way in this strange hallucinatory poem. Quite the Alice in Wonderland happening methinks. Thanks for sharing. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
i loved it, definatly my kind of poem, you did a very good job
sorry i didn't comment before Dillon. it was great. but in a twisted way.! ! ! ; ]
this is very well wrote poem great job
This was extremely creative. I just loved it. A fine display of talent and writing ability. Glad I stopped by. GW62
Narcotics or hard drugs are capable of inducing such a deadly hallucinations or else......your in deep trouble........pal. Good job Dillon.