Daniel Thomason

Rookie (8/6/1993 / San Antonio, TX)

D.D.R.R.E.U.A.G.M.S.S - Poem by Daniel Thomason

Smoke my dreams through a man-made leave,
Inhale from the air a puppet,
Quite thorough in words your highness observed,
Exhale, then pass, they'll love it,
Ten times a day I'll give them away,
A little piece of my heart to lace with its name,
Sell it all in bags, each dream from today,
Just till tomorrow, so I may die in vein.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 11, 2011


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