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Lost Angel

Lost Angel She stood in the middle of nowhere an innocent child filled with light With creamy skin and golden hair and sad blue eyes so bright She looked so lost and fragile this haloed child all aglow Then something from behind her made my blood run cold There came an awful creature riding swift upon a steed Swinging a sword of silver at her his cold eyes filled with greed I tried to run and save her then she began to scream I woke with a scream in my throat SO thankful it was just a dream.

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Chris Green

Date: 5/22/2017 6:35:00 AM

It is funny how dreams can seem so real. This was wonderful Lenna, a dark tale that is quite scary but thankfully it was only in your mind. perhaps one night in your dreams you can save her.

Lenna Walker
Date: 5/22/2017 9:49:00 AM

So true, and Thank You Chris ! This one was so vivid and I never forgot it, as happens with so many dreams. I've only had a few that have stayed so vivid and never fade. I am VERY glad I have never had it again and yes THANKFULLY it was only a nightmare ! :)

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/21/2017 8:50:00 PM

an exciting one this was, Lenna. Glad it was just a dream!! a SEVEN

Lenna Walker
Date: 5/22/2017 9:51:00 AM

Thank You Andrea :) Yes, me too, tho a very vivid one !!