Nightmare

In a dark room
As dark as black
The only lightb i see
Is your pretty face
As bright as white

In a dark room
As black as tar
Comes my dream star
My nightmare, my six good wishes
Sweet dreams, memories on high

How many are precious and mine
Will lay along the line
Five of them did answer make
five of them speak hastily naked
O' till the day i die
Sweet dreams memories on high

Thursday, September 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
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