girl of my nightmares


evergreen forest
and blue wintry eyes
vines that consume
every fear, every lie
a five-petaled flower
adrift on a tear
that pools into sorrow
rushing fast, rushing near
a strand of her hair
is a tangle of satin
that’s been mangled and torn
no one knows when it happened
but still she fights back
with the strength i dream of
as the girl of my nightmares
replaces my love.

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