I feel myself arising
From within my head;
Awake-ness is implying;
I know I'm in my bed.
I feel my dream receding
Far away from here.
Outside, reality's breeding
Like a rabid fear.
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Where We Never Look--The Forgotten Places
PoetryThis is a Poetry Book that I've been working on for almost a year. I write random poems when I'm inspired, so I hope you enjoy! #825 in Poetry November 24, 2016 #351 in Poetry November 26, 2016 (!!!!!!) #350 in Poetry November 29, 2016 #284 in Poetr...
