Bad Dreams

Bad Dreams

A Poem by Inner Rain
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02/23/10

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Cold flesh, icy dead
Lying entranced on time's bed
Tangled and entwined in past memories
Haunted my shadows that the eyes don't see

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
Her eyes twitch to the sound of the clock
Her hands frozen, lifeless it lays
Lost from warmth and those bright summer days

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
Running though the night goes the clock
Her heart jumps, and her mind erupts
Its early morning, time to get up

© 2010 Inner Rain


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Added on March 26, 2010
Last Updated on March 26, 2010

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Inner Rain
Inner Rain

City Of The Living



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Why I Write?! I love to write poems... Not really planning to make it a profession, i just enjoy it. I write to relieve stress, especially school-related stress and also so i can express my emot.. more..

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