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Dreams are lined up against the wall
In this dark and dismal hall.
There is no hope for them here,
In a place that's full of fear.
They may cry and they can plead
But still they continue to bleed.
I listen to the many sounds,
As I make my daily rounds,
Of those that suffer under my gaze
Of those that had been dead for days.
You can never forget the screams
Of the lonely forgotten dreams,
That always hang here against the wall
In this dark and dismal hall.



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mariemoonlight said...
May 23, 2011 at 2:35 pm
I really liked this. I felt like I was in that dark and dismal hall. This is definetly one of my favorites.  
 
babygirl123495 said...
May 23, 2011 at 2:07 pm

this poem is really good i love it.

it is one of my favorites.

 
Dedegirl said...
May 21, 2011 at 4:33 pm
Love the emotion :)
Keep it up.
 
Cherrylover1011997 replied...
May 21, 2011 at 6:58 pm
I agree. I thought it had a lot of emotion. I love that you can do that in your writing.
 
FoxGloveFlowerxxx replied...
May 21, 2011 at 10:14 pm
OhMyGoodness this is astounding, amazing, impecable, .. AWESOMENESS!! 5 stars! This is one of my new favorites!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Annabel_lee said...
May 20, 2011 at 11:10 pm
I love it. I enjoy the intensity of the vernacular choices, and the ending repetition. All around amazing.
 
nnc97 said...
May 20, 2011 at 9:34 pm
That was awesome...very deep...with a lot of meaning
 
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