Again
I started to dream again
Especially when I sleep
The waking ones are clearer
And the REM ones oh so sweet
I started to roar again
Especially when I sing
Some notes are pulled from deep inside
But most are on the wing
I started to scrawl again
On wood and skin and steel
The time has come to bare the soul
And sanctify the deal
I started to believe again
In all we could betray
In all we said and said and said
For finally comes the day
5:27 am 12.18.16
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Author:
Chas. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 20th, 2016 10:08
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Great write
Sort of an awakening. Nicely done.
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