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Tears stung my eyes as I remembered my first day into the Dreaming. The silver gates, like beacons of hope in the darkness I had been wondering for da..
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"Such horror I see in your eyes, and the way you step back, as if I mean harm to you," She mocked me, and then her features softened, reaching out she..
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Eyes of death, lips of steel. A dark promise with your every breath,why can't you be real?
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What I am, but another lost soul in your eyes; Floating through your streams, dancing in your skies. Forever lost in your abyss, forever chained to yo..
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Skin touching skin, you end where I begin. my breath for yours, voices behind the closed doors. You tease and you touch, give me too much. I sigh and ..
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Another poem consisting of two lists of words.
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The moment is over,
the moment is done.
there is nothing,
you don't have to run.
Time ticks on,
yet never moves.
Words blur,
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More than just a fantasy, I am who I always will be.
But each night I lay awake, and wish I could dream for a my own sake.
Though my living is ..
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Cold night air graces my skin, as light follows its path.
For once tonight I let myself in, only to let myself pass.
I follow myself behind you..
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In the dusk of the night, a fog rolls across the gardens of your mind.
Seeming to relax you, letting your body unwind.
Rocking your soul to the..
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