A dream

i see a lovely tree

that seems to be free

right in front of me 

 

suddently i all gets dark

and i hear a dog bark 

than i see marks 

upon my hand 

just like rubber bands 

would do to thousands 

of strands of hair 

but i would dare 

or bare 

to see whos out there 

 

next i close my eyes 

cuz someone is telling lies 

then i start to rize 

or maybe this is all 

in my mind

This poem is about: 
Me

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