When The Broken Sleeps...The Broken Dreams Poem by B3k Baylon

When The Broken Sleeps...The Broken Dreams

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In my deep slumber, I dream not about cotton candy clouds, but cobwebs and crazy hounds…Dragons for unicorns, and Furies for fairies…at the end of my Rainbow lies not a Pot of Gold, but a shroud beneath a Tombstone, where my Heart rests…and Memories untold.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: candy,clouds,crazy,dream,lies,memories,rainbow
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