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A Vessel Dreaming On

Misinformed as ever was,
  as sad as sad can be,
for no one cared or dared to love
  a creature such as she.
Time rolls past and in its’ dust
  she wonders where it’s gone,
left standing still with faded eyes,
  a vessel dreaming on.

As crazy-paved as garden paths,
  and blinder than a tree,
holding court with ghosts of kids
  who never lived to be.
Imagined loves she never met,
  no truth to rest upon,
just make-believe and pharmacy
  a vessel dreaming on.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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