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Its a poem i wrote about the woman of my dreams who i havent found i was 16 at the time |
| I sit and stare off into a world of seemingly endless nothing A shadow occupies only a fraction of nothing As everything begins to vanish that shadow remains there I see only the image of a form the vagueness of life Consequences running rapid through dark and light spaces Every turn could be death but every gesture brings new life Passion revolves around and separates truth from dreams The ever present anguish only destroys morales By the token of life it brings out little voices Helping to make life livable Corrupt values Immoral feelings Deceit lies fear All brought about by a change of life Nearer the end but yet time still ticks away Nothing changes Nothing matters No one can see “From Dreams to Reality” From Reality to Dreams We pass our lives and live in two worlds Fiction and nonfiction We die in glory Yet we live in fear Still we can live in a world of dreams |
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