Dream DiseaseA Poem by Delightfully DementedAnother poem...of him...
Never before,
Have my dreams been so dark,
Of the one I love.
Though their timing is wrong,
As you are gone,
From all but my mind.
You shall never truly leave.
No, you’re my disease.
Is there a cure?
If there is,
Would I take it?
Would I want it?
Will this hurt me more?
Will this spread?
Will this kill?
© 2009 Delightfully DementedAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on April 11, 2009 AuthorDelightfully DementedIn the Ocean., TXAboutI am back after many months of nothing posted. Not that I did much before. Anywho, I have found myself in that time, a little, and will use that in my writing. Hopefully I really have learned as much .. more..Writing
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