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Dreams are visons

im walking down a hall
seeing pictures of my life
as i walk down i hear a call
it was my dads wife

im running now
runnig so fast i fell
thinking why and how
she looked so pale

i cried to her
she stood with my dead aunt
suddenly everything was a blur
telling her it cant...

i woke up
sweating in bed
drinking from a cup
someone called and said your moms dead

your dreams are visions bout your life
listen to them and learn
when you become a wife
it'll be your turn


Author notes

my moms not really dead and i love her this is just a 2 part dream i had a few nights and i woke up crying

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  • Aprils Baby
    March 27, 2007
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    hey

    this is really good jessie. keep writing


  • AngelKissez059
    November 30, 2006
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    wow. just has alot of scary thoughts is it just something you can grasp and want to twist at to feel the pain. nicely done! thanks for entering my contest it was a nice one to read *warm hugs* *god bless*~kelc


  • TorturedLifeandSoul
    November 24, 2006
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    awesome poem Jess i love this It's really good. great job! Case and jasp say hi.