Dreaming
Dreams they come,
in the still of the night.
Some are truly wonderful
others give you,
one hell of a fright.
One second you are smiling,
being caressed by a lovers hand.
The next you are in a car,
plunging over a cliff.
Waking up screaming,
as it crashes into the sand.
Tango
Poetry by Tango
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Written on 2009-11-11 at 04:33
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