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Poetry By: sowosamma25

Empty Pockets full of Dreams

Submitted:Jul 7, 2010    Reads: 85    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Things were really not that special lately.

Yes, I jumped

Yes, I crawled

Yes, I showed my balls,

my gutts &

even my ass.

No signs lately

no hope or destined accidents.

No new songs that sing my life

orabout what will happen.

But then, July 7th


oneG oneG

I had this dream.

She sat beside me

put one leg over one of mine

and her arm around me

looking at me while asking:

"Would You let me love You until the end of Your life"?

Then I woke up

made a fist

and yelled:

Is this the best You´ve got?

And I had to admit

Yes, It is.


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