When will I learn,
Dreams don't come true.
Everything's foggy,
I haven't a clue.
...
The song has been sung,
The battle is over.
All that is left,
Is a green four leaf clover.
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Moon lit shadows and navy blue skies
Sadly wave their goodbyes.
The lush green hills slowly wilt
As the sword is dropped with blood on the hilt.
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Broken hearts
Dreary dreams
Where things are never
As they seem.
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If life is a game
Than the dice I'll rig
To pull what I want
And get what I need
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</>Note: This is a song, rather than a poem.
Dance with me now,
Spin me around.
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I’m sorry I’m not beautiful,
I’m sorry I’m not smart.
I’m sorry I’m not logical,
But I promise I have heart.
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