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Friday, April 1, 2005My TormentorMy Tormentor Let me write to you, My tormentor. Again your memory rose in my head. The vision of it all, What my mind could take. With a word one spoke, The memory rewove, Flushing my face red. How did you think I would not know? The nights you crept into my bed, Toke away my sleep, Left your stain... Sign in to see full entry. |