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do you have any dreams I could borrow
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My trashcan poetry do you have any dreams I could borrow
just to get me through the night
at the toll of the bell
light a candle an say a prayer for for Me
I'm playing the game of life alone
with the cards dealt by the cold hand of fate
My endless nights are are haunted by the thing's
I no longer have
leaving Me with the feeling that each day is a little
darker than the last
the forces above see fit to slowly torturing Me
with a love I can't have
pills won't kill the pain an the whiskey won't wash it away
suicide isn't a option
but it has crossed My mind
so do you have any dreams I could borrow
just to get me through the night
at the toll of the bell
light a candle an say a prayer for for Me
~ D Donner ~
The pain of the past, becomes
The pain of the past, becomes too much to take with you, to the lonliness of a future that offers poor reward. And that haunts me in the empty night. :-(
When peace eludes Sir Daniel
When peace and sleep eludes Sir Daniel these thoughts are inevitable.Makes me scared at times. .. Prayer always does help Sir..Well written Sir.
©bishu
Powerful! I'm praying for you
Powerful! I'm praying for you my dear twisted bro Xox this was a painfully beautiful piece Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."