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Shattered Dreamland

The fire in her eyes
slowly dies
as I hold her hand
in my hand

Not wanting to say our goodbyes
during this sunrise
in my shattered dreamland
swallowed by quicksand

The blood slowly dries
as I'm unable to advise
about this unknown wasteland
of unplanned death in my dreamland



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kiwi12 said...
Dec. 28, 2009 at 3:07 pm:
it sounds so terribly drastic... but i can see it so vividly in my mind... almost scary.
good job!!
 
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