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The skittering of simple little bugs
The gentle wafting of spring air
The sweet morning dew
The bustling of the streets and all the Bodies
Might as well be ghosts or phantoms
Just fading embers of the prospective people the might have been
The crisp sound of dried leave
The gentle sun setting over a sea of red and orange
The weight of this town pressing down
The gravity here just wont ever let me down gently
This time though I will escape
With my hand I will clutch the sky
With my boot I will crush this place
Leaving only ruins of what never really was
I mean besides this is all just a dream
A simple little dream that I just cant seem to wake up from….
- by Conkers01001 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/24/2010 |
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- Title: A Simple Little Dream
- Artist: Conkers01001
- Description: A Simple little open format poem i wrote a while ago
- Date: 08/24/2010
- Tags: simple little dream alone
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