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Tortured Dreams

They think i'm well, and everything's alright, they cant save me from this hell, i'm trapped in tonight. I've created a dungeon, inside of my mind, hidden my sanity away, for no one to find. Stuck inside, a prison made for me, 100 year sentence, no sign of getting free. My bottle is broke, emotions run loose, the only comforting thought, is what i can do with this noose. I tie it to a tree, stand up on a chair, i'm going to jump, this life i just cant bare. As my neck snaps, I can see a light beam, I open my eyes, it was just a dream.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 2/21/2012 8:01:00 AM
Congratulations on your win in ~P.D.'s~ "The Dreams" contest Amanda. Love, Carol
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Date: 2/20/2012 4:53:00 PM
Amanda, You have a beautiful name. I know that has nothing to do with anything, but I had to get that in. Your poem is wonderful. Well done. Congrats on making PD's winners' list....................S.Ronthorpe
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Amanda Turnure
Date: 2/20/2012 6:08:00 PM
Well thank you! :)
Date: 2/20/2012 4:08:00 AM
Congratulations Amanda a well deserved win xx
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Date: 2/19/2012 7:53:00 PM
AMANDA.. CONGRATUALTIONS! with your wonderful dreamy poem... thank you for supporting my contest ;-) ~ always*PD
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