What are dreams?
Is it were you see a place were no one is sad,
Or were the willow tree follows the wind,
What are dreams?
Is it when no one is mean to you,
Or when the birds tweeps in the moring singging there songs to eachother,
The nightmares can be the best dreams,
They make the good dreams better,
People day dream all the time,
About love,
Laughter,
And friends
Dreams escape the harsh reality called life,
Were you can be what or who you want to be with no one holding you back,
To bad you have to wake up some time,
But people need both real and not real worlds to stay sane,
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Scream:Poams
PoetryI look up you were there, then you vanished in thin air, and now im lost and cant find my way back, i sream your name but noone ansered, I try and try to find you but you can hear me sream in pain from the broken walls that are srenking by my sorrow...
