Nov 6, 2008

DReaMaRe


I have a dream,
tinged with gold and
laced with silver.
Of a land with crimsom sunsets
and the bluest skies.

I have a dream,
wounded by doubt and
plagued with uncertainty.
An island of eternal solitude
and masked death.

I have a dream,
sweetened with nightmare
and the absence of laughter.
Of moonless nights
and blackened skies.

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