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Deadleast dreams

Poetry By: darkism

Deadleast dreams poem

Submitted:Jun 25, 2012    Reads: 11    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I was sleepy, so I went to bed,

let I dream of the girls, who wont make me mad,

but instead I dream of the monsters,

zombies, who are walking and killing as they pleas,

and at the end, they came to me, and at that momment my eyes opend free,

I always finish the dreams at the end of my fearest dreams,

but even if I would dream longer, my dream will force me to give up stronger,

but at the end, I am the one who decides, who will give up or who will rise,

but I just let the dreams to win, because I know, that is not easy to give in,

I will took the shoot this time, but next dream, will be difrent, and noone can say that for shure,

not even you, my deadleast dreams of them all.


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