Gray clouds are moving slowly, while my heart is being scattered in a place called darken dreams, where I hear all those painful screams, Oh, dear God what does all of this mean? and what does it have to do with me? as the rain poured, I cried even more, because this pain is eating at the core of my soul, why won't this pain end? and why doesn't this nightmare go away? And why is this evil beast standing over me? Oh, Now I am praying for a new spring to be born,
where true love will shine on the world again, casting away all this sin.
- Judy Emery © 1980 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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FantasyDURING MY LIFE During my life, I had to learn to meet my adversity gracefully, in my active life, I have amused myself in writing poems, I scribbled words down, and see where it would lead me it didn't matter what kind of place I was at, or emotions...
