Finish the Dream
Clasping harder I pulled,
though her hand slipped away,
And when I looked down,
In my palm, it did lay...
Left only with blood,
Thickened with grief.
The dream stole my heart,
Nightmare was the thief...
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Finish the Dream Contest
sponsored by Matt Calari
Copyright © Judy Konos | Year Posted 2011
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