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Oranges and lemons

Do not tempt the unknown.
The mind cannot survive.
Of limits that cannot be crossed.
Darkness of no return.

It comes out in the dark.
Never in the light.
It whispers. It seduces.
No where to run or hide.

She felt the cold wind.
Then falling into darkness.
Something brushed against her.
Wet and slimy; caressing.

She was choking on panic.
Screaming in her mind.
Pleading. Whimpering.
Sinking into darkness.

Awaking in swirling fog.
Mad laughter; laughing.
A nursery rhyme looping.
Oranges and lemons……

By C.E. Pereira



I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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