Dreams Poem by Dan Brown
Dreams
A brutal murder.
A summer sky.
A faceless person.
Watching you die.
A heinous crime.
A field of green.
A terrible deed.
That can’t be seen.
A force of evil.
A flowery lane.
A raging beast.
That you can’t train.
A dark, dim room.
A new-born foal.
Falling, falling.
In a dark, dim hole.
He sees these things, but never screams.
For you force your way into his dreams.
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4/24/2024 10:58:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
you have such a powerful writing style, how do you do it Dan? xxx