Dreams

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    Dreams

    I went to bed and never could go to sleep.
    Tried not to cry but the world got the best of me.
    I dream alone but I know you can see.
    What time has done and what freedom will bring.
    My soul cries out for someone to care,
    Left all alone naked and bare.
    Could this be the end we all hear about,
    Maybe the begining of a life of doudt.
    Tears never heal the wounds I've left behind,
    From a heart of mine that was so blind.
    But now I'm given a chance to love again,
    No more hate and no more pain.
    Never again a sleepless night,
    From now on I'll put up a fight.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    DanielDerocha’s Poems (17)

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