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Jun 10, 2010
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Dreams of Me...
Old movies from the past, flash with movement of the eyes
nagging sense of wonder, in sleeping rooms of the mind
The body held in check, by eons-old safeguards
and fear of going wild
Opening closed doors, looking for the truth
just curious...?
Not likely
Searching for a grain of promise
amongst dusty memories
Wandering the corridors of the past
looking for what?
Vindication of the emotions
the hurt soul of a child
twisted into a Killer
— Geezer, Jun 10, 2010
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Critiques
Lonnie
16 years 1 month ago
Cleverly written and powerful!
Geezer
16 years 1 month ago
Powerful...
Nordic cloud
16 years 1 month ago
"...in sleeping rooms of the mind"
Geezer
16 years 1 month ago
In sleeping rooms of the mind...
lou
16 years 1 month ago
Gee
Geezer
16 years 1 month ago
Dreams...
DawningDaytripper
16 years 1 month ago
That was a great Dream Gee,
Geezer
16 years 1 month ago
Even killers dream...
magics02
16 years 1 month ago
Hey Geez
Geezer
16 years 1 month ago
Wandering through...
Shayla rae
16 years 1 month ago
great poem clear and right
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