Aiding The DreamA Poem by Emunah June.Something that's been on my mind for a very long time now...may have written a poem about this already, but still.I have no name In the land of my dream It's too far away Yet still I have seen
The pattern of wanting Of self sacrafice Of good versus bad Of naughty versus nice
I desperately wish For name in my dream Writing and rotting Bursting at the seems
I write what I want And in storm the populars In storm the liars
Why are you here? Why don't you see That you don't belong here If you can't aide the dream?
It's my dream, not yours So why are you here? I come here to write Why do you come here?
Somebody sold you A quirkly little hook And now you're here because You think it's the next Facebook
Let me tell you: it's not So why are you here anyway? Because this is my dream So get out of my way
Your dreams are all different Maybe same in a way But you dont like to write so GET OFF WRITERSCAFE!
© 2011 Emunah June.Author's Note
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2 Reviews Added on March 2, 2011 Last Updated on March 2, 2011 AuthorEmunah June.Inside My Own Mind, AmestrisAboutShalom Alechiem! Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Emmy, and I've been on this site for a long, long time. There was an admitted period of absence, and for that I apologize, but I am back no.. more..Writing
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