Dreams Die Young Poem by Daniel Wittfoth

Dreams Die Young



Tears on a pillow
ache in a heart
the bitter-sweet taste of cheap wine

Sometimes you don't always get what you want
it's for the best
even though it don't seem like it

Drifting down
everything seems distant now
Like a shooting star
falling into the night
dreams die young.....

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jade Nameless 22 April 2008

I really like this poem very much, great job! [= Peace&♥ Jade[d]

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