Dreams of MortalityA Poem by .:Arianna:.A quarter to three, I don't want to sleep, I don't want to waste precious time. Tell me a story, give me a sign, pray tell me there's always a rhyme. I dreamed life was fading I dreamed we were wingless, I dreamed that one day we will die. Love, when I wake up, will you be beside me, to tell me that Death is a lie?
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2 Reviews Added on June 11, 2015 Last Updated on June 11, 2015 Author.:Arianna:.Amsterdam, NetherlandsAboutWelcome to my page and thank you for stopping by. I am Arianna, half Dutch, half Greek, half explorer, half philosopher. I was born in Amsterdam but at the age of one I moved with my parents to Greece.. more..Writing
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