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Crushed Dreams
All my dreams are now a mist in the presence of the sun.
Can't see my shadow; when beneath the light.
Swept by the swift winds of time.
Living as a lifeless tree.
with no where to go.
No longer
Sleepless till something is achieved.
But sleepless for nothing.
Walking as a body.
Waiting to be buried.
For life of pure dreams has sunk six feet deep beneath ground.
All is gloomy.
Gat a gun with nothing to shoot.
Gat the strength with no dream to achieve.
Can't see my shadow; when beneath the light.
Swept by the swift winds of time.
Living as a lifeless tree.
with no where to go.
No longer
Sleepless till something is achieved.
But sleepless for nothing.
Walking as a body.
Waiting to be buried.
For life of pure dreams has sunk six feet deep beneath ground.
All is gloomy.
Gat a gun with nothing to shoot.
Gat the strength with no dream to achieve.
Published 7th Dec 2014
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