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Lackluster Dreams
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Lackluster Dreams |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Lackluster dreams or just another boring Nightmare I can see those flames So recognized I might give them names Searing hair and flesh charring to the bones Yet that is not the pain, for I burn alone, Forgotten, forsaken, forever and a day Or at least till waking it seems that way. So waking I take a drink Tap water from the sink Found without a light to light the way Walking in darkness before the day. Yet why should I even sleep When such is the dream I keep Would not a dream be better made Of a pretty young maid Who came and stayed While words played And nightmares fade And yet I forget Who would wish such gloom And I when I fill the room With the dark of a tomb Which is my reality And nightmare fantasy. Gloom |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
ProfGloom~ Well ... it is a changing of the seasons, no ? You've come back to share~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Glad to have you back "lighting up" the room with your flames  Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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