debris

December 18, 2010
By jessvente PLATINUM, Athens, New York
jessvente PLATINUM, Athens, New York
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we built our hearts on our dreams
they said you'll wake up just give it time
you must've opened your eyes

you would die with out me
but its clear your still breathing
maybe you're still dreaming
but not of me

those dreams we stacked
that life we built; a gust of reality
left me standing in debris



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on Feb. 15 2011 at 8:49 am
Lover_that_Hates DIAMOND, Reynolds, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"She was fascinated with words. To her words were things of beauty, each like a magical powder or potion that could be combinded with other words to create powerful spells." From: Lighting(By: Dean Koontz)

i like th concept in this poem; but i think the flow could use some work, along with the word choice maybe. (But What do i know??) anyway really nice!


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