Nightmare

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Having the nightmares instead of good sleep, she wake up with the flurry look.

Smiling instead of the bitter face she walks with her own pride.

Singing in the rhythm of the noted tones she try to make her voice perfect.

Gleaming towards the infinite universe she tries to control herself.

©ClaireS27❄

This poem is so related to my friend Allison , by the way her laugh is more hilarious  then any joke.
If you are reading this Alli then please don't laugh.*wink*

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