Death of a dream September 12, 2010
Posted by ilabs in Notes to myself.trackback
Today our little dream died
In ire, our agony we have belied
Forever are the reasons for each other to chide
I wonder why then the tears seem to have dried.
I can find a reason, but will you agree
In its life we failed, concur in its death will we?
Maybe we were not meant to be
Were it a portent of the dreams we are to see.
There is this little dream I killed today
Long gone, forever, its memories will stay
And when one day in fire shall I lay
A part of me would be this dream that floats away
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