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Old 27-04-2009, 10:08 PM   #3
oreosandcookies
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Dream on my sweet

Dream on my sweet, dream on
he says
not knowing what she dreams on

again
and
again

her dreams are f i l l e d with

web of lies

webs of sorrow
webs of defeat
the web of t o m o r r o w

all are mangled
all are narrowed
all are doubtful, weak and tangled

piercingeach heart whom she meets
causing them pain, woe and greif
she r e t r e a t s
in hope that she will spare those she meets

On her j.o.u.r.n.e.y
to a place
where she cant retreat

to a place thats dark, with mold.
to a place thats silent and cold.

this place she travels too 'can' be sought
however, there's always a plot

once you come to this place of sorrow
Your loved Ones will never see yoU
never again
not even tomorrow

this is where she will be dormant
this is where the c o l d is violent

it w h i p s her back with promise of numbness
with signs of strongness

she wails through her pain
while s i l e n t screams
Leak her name

filled with sOrrow of the marrow -
that promises her -
her deflated dreams of tomorrow

these webs were only a nightmare
strung f u l l of despair

she now wakes from her dream f u l l of fright
for she knew what was the plight

for the plight was not only in the n i g h t
it lingered from 'day to night '

from dusk to dawn
from dark to light

no
she knew
d e e p down
there was a fight

a struggle
a tug

a bash
a grudge

a person who was mugged

mugged of hope
mugged of light

they stole her dreams, loVe and might
through it all,
shE knew soMEthing was not right


As she gazed through the mirror
she flung back in horror

she saw this s m i l e
she saw this l a u g h e r

she could not believe it
not all
it had fooled them all

but not her
surely not her
she is too smart to fall
into that foolish and thrall

yet
the words are always dripping from her mouth
words m u c h like honey
tempting those who hear her speak
to belIeve in this foolishness and foully

the webs of anger
the webs of deceit
the webs that come to 'haunt '
her in her dreams

the lies she told herself
never seize
always c a u s i n g her pain
and grief

her dreams are filled with
web of lies
webs of sorrow

webs of defeat
the web of tomorrow

dream on my sweet, dream on
he says
not knowing what she dreams on

again
and
again

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