From the daggers blow life's blood does flow
cuts deep wounds seep
Bright red bleeding dreams dead, into darkness go
What was once bright now night
Breath taken not to awaken
sleep will sweep all this out of sight
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Offline) - Published: July 19th, 2024 04:57
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Comments5
Dreams, one of my favourite subjects and you just gave me a glimpse of what it's like when everything returns sweet. 🌹
Good write SB.
Excellent write
Powerful work. Great flow.
You extoll beautifully the wonderful properties of sleep, to heal grief and put all in perspective. Kudo my friend!
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