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The Haunting Dream
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Love I awoke, long ago, from a dream.
A dream that would haunt me.
Haunt me from the devils that
would laugh with an evil intent.
An intent to deprive me from happiness.
A necessity to be loved by someone
I wanted.
From my kingdom I knew nothing but hate.
And in the shadows, I took a breath.
I wanted you.
But that dream haunted me.
It contained death.
And its ingredients were my love and I.
And the dark deathbed.
Its significance was the truth of
my happiness.
Him and I were to never be together.
u liked my poem, so i came and read one of yours.
i like your poem.. so i wrote that to you.
keep writing.
=)