Poetry from a Dream

May 2, 2012
By GuitaristOfHell SILVER, Saugerties, New York
GuitaristOfHell SILVER, Saugerties, New York
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All my friendships gone to waste,
As I move into this new place,
A place soon to be called my home,
It won’t feel that way I’ll be all alone,
You are my love so you’ll always be in my heart,
No matter our distance,
Apart.


The author's comments:
Well I had this dream I was moving, and I said this in my dream. Needless to say I woke up and wrote it down at 2:00AM. Dreams that take place in school = epic.

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