Dream
The night comes
The stars shine
It gets dark
Magical things happen
You hear a ringing sound
You scream
Only to know
That you were dreaming
Original: 3:03 a.m. on June 4, 2014
A/N This is one of my oldest poems I found. I want to add some of the poems I wrote years ago and see the writing styles between them.
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