Edge Of Dreams.
No longer do I lingerUpon the edge of dreams
Or tear my thoughts from slumber
To the echo of my screams
No more salt encrusted pillows
To betray me to the night
Only shadows in the darkness
Seek response within my fright
No more fear of waking up alone
Draped in visions from the past
Their shroud like fabric lost in time
In stone my dreams are cast.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2007-06-07 at 11:05
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