Where the lost are roaming around like clowns,
Like something is beating them as they walk,
crushing bones into dust,
Dreams are all I have that seems to last,
where all reasoning can be so misleading.
- Judy Emery © 1993 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...
