Indain Dream

December 24, 2010
Story teller,
Old and wise.
His words magic,
Send you back in time.
Storys of battles,pain
and hope.
His words of wisdom,
Heal our broken hearts.
Sitting round a fire,
Lighting up our faces.
A story about death,
Blood and lose.
Mother yells,I wake
In my bed.
Fire gone,storys fading,
Tomorrow I won't remember.

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Mudder_Hacky said...
Jul. 7, 2011 at 12:22 pm
you found a good picture for this. pictures that match the mood and theme of the poem/story are VERY difficult to find! :)
remembermeplz replied...
Jul. 7, 2011 at 11:05 pm
I know!! it took me what felt like forever,but turns out it was only 15 minutes =3
Mudder_Hacky replied...
Jul. 9, 2011 at 3:39 am
pfsh i don't even got THAT patience...
remembermeplz replied...
Jul. 9, 2011 at 8:39 am
hahaha yeah nether does my mum ^-^
Mudder_Hacky replied...
Jul. 12, 2011 at 1:13 pm
XD lol      
Mudder_Hacky said...
Jul. 2, 2011 at 10:27 am
this is why i don't like waking up... ;D
remembermeplz replied...
Jul. 3, 2011 at 9:50 pm
hahaha =)    
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