I dream a dream of laughter
A sweet birdsong lullaby
But then my dream swirls faster
And all the melodies seem to die.
All the harmonies are hollowed
As every bird loses its beak
All of this is followed
By the ground becoming weak.
The rivers splish and splash
As they begin to boil
All the trees fall and crash
As it wreaks its toil.
[not finished, please keep!]
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Comments
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this is really sweet and innocent but than it has a twist. I hope you can finish it............it seems like a well put together piece
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its good so far. i like it.


