Icy Dreams

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I have wonderful dreams,

But sometimes ice leaks through the seams,

I see a silhouette standing by the edge,

Why is that silhouette standing by the edge?,

It turns and my dreams shift into the icy-blue,

The icy-blue,

Stuck to me like glue,

I could not forget that icy-dream,

But know only happiness leaks through the seams.


 For those of you who don't what a silhouette is, SILHOUETTE:A dark or outline of someone or something visible against a lighter background, especially in dim light.

Phew enough knowledge for now, hope you enjoyed this poem.

 As always stay happy BY!-Jade 

*five days later* Me:Oh YAH! forgot to tell you this and a lot of my poems are inspired by owl city music, this poem was inspired by "Lonely Lullaby" by owl city. K! thanks BY!

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