Medicinal Melody

The heart skips, losing once to many more then she adored holding fast to who she loves a supple and a gurgle she does make falling away by the side, she walks away as the morning breaks healing dreams she once believed never being a flawless being her dying scream she doth make a care she has no more to come dreams so far away.... Walking in her head, that never was one soul was born-darkened wish.. society souls, how dark the dish the wicked game, refocused dreams is there one, that is not stained? a safe dream, finding them the shadow to all concerns a players Kiss to much loss and so it begins and begins with the blue dream of mine.. TILL the end of time.... Brooke