Dark Dreams - Poem by Joe Johnson
Even to this day dark dreams haunt me. Once said by a friend that it was all inside my head. Dark places Dark beings and dead angels are what these dreams consist of.
Screams and deathly cries all because of the Dark king daimao inside. I watch as the innocent get killed and I sand there in a fiery ring. Dark Dreams are what my night consist of..
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