In my dreams,
I can see
The life I could've led
And all of its glory.
My memories
From a life, nonexistent
Haunt the very head
I live in.
These ghosts scream.
My life in those dreams
Rest assure my own ambit.
Cross my heart.
In my dreams,
I can see
The life I could've led
And all of its glory.
My memories
From a life, nonexistent
Haunt the very head
I live in.
These ghosts scream.
My life in those dreams
Rest assure my own ambit.
Cross my heart.
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Comments1
Ah dreams. Ahhhh the lottery, my wealthy offspring, the cars the house the sadness, the demise. The truth. Nice writing
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