The Daughter III, by The Daughter Subscribe to rss feed for The Daughter

The man had nightmares,

continually,

screaming in his sleep,

his wife comforted him,

and he woke up.

His dreams were about the perscution,

of the helpless people,

who were in prison.


" Stop this ****! " he said.
Posted: 2010-01-04 22:02:34 UTC

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