DREAMER
We are the Dreamers
Vulnerable are we frighten by the wrinkled old dark skies
haunted by dreams and lies.
W e are such dreamers that are made from within
of casting spells of struggles of the night that gives
us fright our little lives we do take forgathered each
and everyday until someone takes it away.
We are like beetle bugs trying to make way from a bad day
hoping to escape but where is the faith?
it got blared as time fads away in you're mind of another time.
We are dreamers we hold the spell as we sleep.
As dreams are made on, and life moves on around us who
is there to awake us from a nightmare that wont go away?
Life around'ed us with sleeping.
Poetic Lilly J. Emery (c)
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