Dreamland

Dreamland

A Poem by Celestine Astraea Firestorm

subtly slowing

tinkering with my head

is it time?

is it time?

drifting doggedly

losing myself to the otherside

is it time?

is it time?

my eyes are forced open

they keep drooping farther

is it time?

is it time?

i'm falling forever

dreamland, open your arms

here i come

© 2008 Celestine Astraea Firestorm


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Added on September 1, 2008

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Celestine Astraea Firestorm
Celestine Astraea Firestorm

Catania, Italy



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I'm a 23 year old Gemini Pagan Extrovert. Writing has been an addiction of mine since the ripe age of 13. It's a thirst that is never quenched. Your GoddessAug 20, 2008 - Sep 20, 2008This is a c.. more..

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