Lost Dreams

April 28, 2012
By Johanna_Rose PLATINUM, Warsaw, Other
Johanna_Rose PLATINUM, Warsaw, Other
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Favorite Quote:
A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.


Lost dreams,

Haunt at night,

Like smoke, they swim,

through the night light.

Like crystals, not rain.

They fall,

Smash your head,

Crack your toes.

Attack your lives.

Tear new dreams out.

Like raw meat they stink,

Stretch like old gum.

A catalyst.

Murderer, they kill us

slowly and painfully.

Dig us a grave.

Slowly we fall in,

Unknowing we’re prey.



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