Dreamin'
It seems I'm locked
in a time warp,
Memories of those I so love,
Swirl inside my mind,
I'm puzzled by all this,
I was never such a kind...
To drop the dead,
into a photo album,
and share with those
whose lost sense of death
they cry...
If such was the possible,
I'd never understand why...
Beauty is only soul deep,
Love and loss,we're bound to keep,
But downloading dreams,
Often only they did make,
Sense we seemed to like,
All others are but fake...
Downtrodden, our crushed/shook dreams
Maybe slightly more than our usual
to be continued.....
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