Wiseton Prins Poet Light Verse

Near the Boulevard of Broken Dreams

So what if there I sat
Butt flat on the dirt
Near the boulevard of broken dreams
Bleeding within from the wounds 
Inflicted unto me in pursuit of impossible dreams
Still I insist there is nothing impossible to me
I gotta heal so quick and get back to the ring of dreams
I gotta fight for what I believe in with all that’s invested in me
Defeat is a word unacceptable to me

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Sidney Beck March 19, 2011 at 6:43 AM this is nice and punchy, exactly the way it ought to be from the content ........I liked "butt flat" and "ring of dreams" and lots of other phrases.......glad you liked my SPRING'S KISS...please use it if you feel it will do the trick with a girl you want L O L....regards Syd