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Jul 06, 2010
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I Thought I Knew What I Was Dreaming
I thought I knew
What I was dreaming:
The night time walks
And daytime talks
The future pledged of seeing;
The midnight phone calls
And certain gewgaws
The heart defined of meaning;
The swapping letters
And evening ventures
No longer seem existed;
The solemn promise
The spirit noticed
Refined and all retracted.
But all seems false
And love seems vain
I have no words of truce,
I'll drudge myself
In scattered pieces
And paint them with my youth.
What I was dreaming:
The night time walks
And daytime talks
The future pledged of seeing;
The midnight phone calls
And certain gewgaws
The heart defined of meaning;
The swapping letters
And evening ventures
No longer seem existed;
The solemn promise
The spirit noticed
Refined and all retracted.
But all seems false
And love seems vain
I have no words of truce,
I'll drudge myself
In scattered pieces
And paint them with my youth.
— Dennis Go, Jul 06, 2010
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Critiques
faithmairee
16 years ago
I Honestly Love This
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks Faith
Mari Shine
16 years ago
Excellent penning in this
Dennis Go
16 years ago
:)
Seren
16 years ago
Dear Dennis
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks JayCee
xena465
16 years ago
Dear Dennis
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks Xena
xena465
16 years ago
Yeh...
shirley harrison
16 years ago
living the dream but then we wake up!
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks Shirley
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