I wish to slumber and enter my dream of you
A warm wonderious fulfilling dream
One where your beauty rains eternal
Where you can comfort and love me
Where you would ever hold me in your grasp
And to never let me go
To never wake up to this rotten desolate world
This world rolling in the putrid stench of sin
But how can I be so selfish
To leave thoes to crawl in the muck
The same muck I once crawled in as well
Do they not deserve the same sort of love
Do they not also deserve the same dream
I do not wish to wake up from said dream
But I suppose I must.
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Writing
Poetryjust some poems, thought's, stuff, feelings I'm writing down to get our of my system. no formulas or grammer perfection or punctuation perfection. just words.
