Dreams

by Karl Brondehoff   May 12, 2005


As I lay me down to sleep,
who's future vision will I keep?
Will it be mine? or someone I have yet to meet,
will they listen? Or think I've gone too deep?
I wish they'd listen to my quiet advice,
for some did meet a gruesome demise.
Those dreams while I sleep?
How I wish they weren't mine to keep.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Swallowed by Death

    grow up you loser. get a life. stop being such an immature little jerk. you know exactly what i am talking about. stop dating my fricken friends!!!! find someone your own age!!!!!