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Dreams ~ Memories ~ Imagination ~ Poetry

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I find that dreams are painted
on the inside of our minds
Watercolor images
of what we come to find

Flowing on the breezes
as they whisper softly low
Sending forth a message
of things we're soon to know
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Memories are fashioned
of a once remembered place
Sewn together neatly
on the edges that we trace

Photographic visions
held so tight behind the wall
Waiting for the moment
that our hearts begin to call
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Imagination flourishes
with nothing much to see
Scenes that we now conjure up
of where we long to be

Dancing on the avenue
with stars up in the sky
Even when it’s cloudy
we can see them wander by
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Poetry brings feelings
standing sweetly now as one
Wrapped in tiny packages
these verses filled with fun

Tied together neatly
of the thoughts we’re thinking of
Colored paper stanzas
with a bow on top of love
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So as you read this poem
think of memories you’ve seen
Use your imagination
to create the perfect dream

And hopefully you’re finding
that all of this is true
For these four words I write about
are all inside of you
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Your friendship,
without, I am me,
with, I am everything

We separate ourselves with broken walls and unlocked doors
And sell ourselves the lie that we have kept the world at bay
All from our shadowed corners of misery
We bleed the names of enemies upon the shallow floor
And say that they’re to blame for all the things we never say
Falling so much further into agony
Oh, the masks we wear
Looking through hollow eyes
Painted on expressions
Held on with bitter strings
None of us will dare
To cut these shallow ties
And cure our own infections
To end this suffering

We open up our hearts and let world come dancing in
Revolving hand in hand across the broken, shallow floor
Knowing where this hopelessness will lead
Trying much in vain to live a normal life again
Always so dismayed to find it harder to live for
The very things in life that we all need
Oh, the cross we bear
Hear the strangled cries
A chorus of intentions
Enslaved by wondering
Punishment we share
In chains of our own lies
Losing our direction
‘Til none of us are free

We can’t deny our failures
We can’t deny our faults
We can’t deny the person we’ve become
Despite the cost
We can’t deny the reasons
Why we deny the truth
We can’t deny the hopelessness
And pain that we induce

We chase the ghosts of memories throughout the shadowed hall
Breaking down the doors to every lie we’ve locked away
Even now refusing to see
The enemies we bled were never enemies at all
We let them hold us captive with the words we let decay
The essence of the truths we once believed
Oh, the way we stare
Into our hollow eyes
Twisting our reflections
With what should never be
Until the day we dare
To cut these shallow ties
We’ll burn in the infection
Of our self-induced disease