Submissions by dreamndrea
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
"This is my fantasy"
I'm laying in my bed/It's a lonely night/I'm looking out my window staring at the moonlight/when I close my eyes/I can see you there/Want me to follow you baby can you take me there/To the waterfalls and the pretty trees/Where the birds are singing and fireflies are twinkling/Your looking in my eyes/This is my fantasy/I want you to lay beside me til somebody wakes me/I don't care if he's not here/I know just what I feel/I'm not ashamed of who I am inside/There's apart of me I cannot hide/A lust inside of me/Cause I won't feel complete/Until the passions in my life/I'll keep pretending that...
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"Daddy's Love"
When she/was just a little girl/
she was her daddy's world/
and they were so inseperable/
and then one day/
he walked out with nothing to say/
now she so damn hurt so confused/
wondering what is that she didn't do/
and people want to know why/
She's out/looking for that kind of love/
she lost/when her daddy took his love/
she needs/someone to pick her up/
not just anybody and everybody she wants her daddy/
She's out/looking for that kind of love/
she lost/when her daddy took his love/
she needs/someone to pick her up/
not just...
she was her daddy's world/
and they were so inseperable/
and then one day/
he walked out with nothing to say/
now she so damn hurt so confused/
wondering what is that she didn't do/
and people want to know why/
She's out/looking for that kind of love/
she lost/when her daddy took his love/
she needs/someone to pick her up/
not just anybody and everybody she wants her daddy/
She's out/looking for that kind of love/
she lost/when her daddy took his love/
she needs/someone to pick her up/
not just...
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Am I Job?
Sometimes I have to ask
am I Job? I know I'm being tested
day in and day out,
but Lord tell me what's the testing really all about?
I am your child that bows down to pray at your feet.
So tell me why have you betrayed me?
I pray at the table before I eat
and before you lay me down to sleep,
and so happy to wake to the next day that isn't promised to me,
but what's it worth living if you cursed me.
Am I no better than the killers and theives that walk the streets?
Or the pediphiles and molesters that pray on the weak?
Why the same...
am I Job? I know I'm being tested
day in and day out,
but Lord tell me what's the testing really all about?
I am your child that bows down to pray at your feet.
So tell me why have you betrayed me?
I pray at the table before I eat
and before you lay me down to sleep,
and so happy to wake to the next day that isn't promised to me,
but what's it worth living if you cursed me.
Am I no better than the killers and theives that walk the streets?
Or the pediphiles and molesters that pray on the weak?
Why the same...
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