Topic: Burrining Desire and The Dream | |
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Burrning Desire
--------------- Hatred burnning, Love returning, The dieing lost without a trace. When we the loveless, Learn to love, We will be loved, With burnning desire. The Dream --------- I see you there. Looking at me from across the flame. Your eyes reflecting the low fire light. Am I dreaming or is this real? Reallity is so hard to tell sometimes. Then I feel it, As if slipping away, It all fades to black, As if to some far forgotten land of old. I wake with tears on my pillow, And then weep. For u were only a dream, And are now gone. J. McFann 2008 |
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I know i typo a lot give it up for the dyslexic poet lol
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welcome to jsh... and the poetry corner
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Typos can be repaired. Talent cannot.
good work dude |
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Yeah Burnning Desire belive it or not I wrote when i was 13 years old and The Dream I wrote just a few hours ago.
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