Life is a Bad dream

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    Life is a Bad dream

    Sleeping ONLY because it's night
    In the dark gloomy room of black.
    Unless lightening strikes up the Skies
    No relief NO relief IN sight and she sighs

    Pain inside - THAT rotten smell
    It must be her, she really can't tell
    IS it posible to die before you're dead
    Or is the past present future depressed in her head

    She ran so fast A GIRL in the past
    many dreams lay ahead
    HE STOLE them all - While she looked away
    Like the idoit she is still today

    WHAT to do, TELL her what to do
    She has already tried to see it through
    NOTHING works like she had planned
    HE's now the woman and SHE's not a man

    NO more hush money BUT shut up anyway
    I don't want you girl - BUT won't let you run away
    KEEP her down - OR quiet that mouth
    IT runs AND gets him HIGH as he laughs

    BACK to the place she has been round and round
    WHAT is life for - CAN'T we just SLEEP
    Skys may be blue All SHE does is weep
    SHE loves the rain and thunderstorms
    Especially in the dark dark night

    Some how they comfort her
    WHY?

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    Vincent commented on Life is a Bad dream

    12-05-2008

    I'm sorry my heart is sadden by your words, for there is nothing I can do, but I said a little prayer and I hope it helps.

    ivecute77 commented on Life is a Bad dream

    11-20-2008

    verry deep and sad.

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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