Knok Knok Knok and Mumbling Moan
Hard wind rasping at the door
Friend or foe or something more
Clanging clutering making known
My sanity is not but loan
Quaking shudering to the core
Makes me right then hit the floor
A sudden knoking not my own
Knok knok knok and mumbling moan
Mumbling moaning not ignored
My heart jumps this sound adored
Of me an almost perfect clone
Insanity my only throne
My love it is mine to adore
My heart and mind now are at war
This madness no more i postpone
Insanity my only throne
By Draydan Beziudenhout
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draydanljrposted on 07/09/2009
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