dreams
they come to in the night
sometimes in the day
they are full of fright
they send messeges in a mysterious way
they speak to in ways you never heard
I never knew dreams could be so absurd
so scary and true
darkness surronds you
sometimes they are just weird or good
like you a gurl with a beard or saved the day like robin hood
i hate to tell that dreams are not like that
mostlt becuse they have been crushed and broken with a bat
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