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dream or reality

wake up in a cold sweat,
still short of breath.
the dream so real,
the pain you could feel.
screaming into the night,
no longer in there sight.
far away they sleep,
as you lay here and weep.
unable to hold it in,
you start to cry again.

missing there face.

unable to hold them.

no longer do you hear them.

no longer do they love you.

every night i dream this dream,
to wake up and get ripped apart at the seam.
no more do i wish to feel,
i want this dream to be real...

not my best work but ohwell

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  • Pleasantly Insane
    October 9
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    James

    I love the poem..but where did it come from?

    • loveless1
      October 12
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      well...

      ever have a dream... not a sleeping dream.. that you want to become real so much that it haunts you day in and day out... thats where the poems idea came from... from there i just ...let it come out...