Broken Dreams Poem by Shawn Hampton

Broken Dreams



As I lay here in a deadly rose,
I can't think of scary UFO's.

For my kingdom has come,
My murder has come,
I feel the sorrow of my Father.

Now I fall in the ground saying,
HELP HELP,
I'm falling to Hell,
My feelings are hurt,
But it was only a dream.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: murder,sorrow
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