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Dreams

Dreams of guns blaze, dreams of the fires rage, fall into sleep fall into me, i have a dream but nobody cares or wants to listen. dreams of our disease, dreams of disbelief, are we dead inside or are we just blind? Life's not meant to be disposable yet all we do is trash our future. I'm losing sight , all lost inside, dreams of angels injured with broken burning wings, God save us all for you are the only hope. Dreams of fallen slumber, dreams of dead loved ones, I can only hope do not become true. save yourself run while you can, dreams of the grave death awaits, run......save yourself I'm gone

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Written April 30th, 2005

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  • Akito19
    August 9, 2005
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    This is a very admirable piece. It imparted so well the sense of someone living in our world and actually stepping back and seeing that there are so many things leading us to ruin. Seeing, where so many others have grown to complacent to see. Great work.