Dreams
So very cold, the world seemsWalk by broken homes, shattered dreams
Tattered, torn, the helpless stare
Unforgiving and fully aware
Let us live, they all scream
Let us live our hopeless dream
Harm was never meant to be
All that the world should ever see
Forget the actions, not the means
For we remember our worst dreams
Lost is how they help to shape
Paths our lives should hap' to take
Kings have been trumped by Queens
Nightmares finally transformed to dreams
We decide not what to make
We simply sleep, dreaming till wake
Poetry by Paul Vermette
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Written on 2009-04-17 at 10:23
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