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If I were to pick such dreams from my mind And throw them to the floor I wonder as much as wonders go What would creep out Would I see that inside seeps with summer days And morning picnics Kisses at an elderly age and grand-kids What would creep out Would I see living people once thought dead Would reality pivot at its side Causing me to go against gravity's pull What would creep out Would I find tears flowing out Ones not known to me, but mine nonetheless Whether from happiness, sadness, or a mixture of raindrops What would creep out Or would I find me walking tall Not me, but a better me Taking a breath and breathing in better days What would I find in a cracked dream ?
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Oct 4, 2012
Oct 4, 2012 at 11:43 AM UTC
Coconut Dreams
If I were to pick such dreams from my mind And throw them to the floor I wonder as much as wonders go What would creep out Would I see that inside seeps with summer days And morning picnics Kisses at an elderly age and grand-kids What would creep out Would I see living people once thought dead Would reality pivot at its side Causing me to go against gravity's pull What would creep out Would I find tears flowing out Ones not known to me, but mine nonetheless Whether from happiness, sadness, or a mixture of raindrops What would creep out Or would I find me walking tall Not me, but a better me Taking a breath and breathing in better days What would I find in a cracked dream ?
nik-bland
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30/M/American
Oct 4, 2012
Oct 4, 2012 at 11:43 AM UTC
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