DreamsA Poem by Courtney:)
Dream haunt
Dreams taunt They will torture you They will be like a vulture coming at you Coming to pick you dry Of your sanity but never the lies They remind you of a painful time Your happiness pours out like red wine Ready to be evaporated Your eyes flutter open and it feels like the magic of a potion The vulture gone, the memory gone you can almost swear your fine Until your eyes close the memory doesn't go it comes and the pattern begins again The torture never ends until the dream ends © 2013 CourtneyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorCourtneySeymour, INAbout'Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants, the way it stops and starts.' -Edger Allen Poe more..Writing
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