My Dream About the House
I dreamt that I owned a house
on top of a giant cliff,
The back, well maybe the front,
Was a view of endless waves,
The house was empty,
but ready to be moved into,
However, on the side of the cliff, was a crack that ran through the ground,
When facing the back, well maybe the front,
A long street lead away from my house on this cliff,
Darkness hovered over this road,
Apartments on top of tiny store fronts,
People were roaming aimlessly ,
Wearing hideous faces,
There were apartments on top of several bars,
Blue lights, red lights beaming off the glass,
I stood from above and watched them all pass.
By: Sabina Nicole
Hmmmmm, I wonder what this means...
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