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[aid] => mick
[title] => No Longer Dreaming
[time] => 2005-05-09 02:49:40
[hometext] => I constantly have dreams about my own funeral. I thought i might try and write about it to see if it would help. Please comment. Thank you
[bodytext] => You wake up with sweaty palms and your out of breath Sitting up you realize you just witnessed your very own death You remember everything clearly Tears from the ones that loved you so dearly The distant music ringing in your ears Finally you are forced to face your worse fear Not once being able to say a word Your silent screams are unheard Tears never fall from your eyes Then suddenly you realize Nobody hears you There is nothing you can do As you lay in this box screaming silently to yourself You know nobody can help This is your final resting place No sign of life or emotion shows upon your face Your body just lies there Frozen upon your face is just a blank stare As everybody exits the room You know this is your fate and you are doomed You beg for them to stay To help you on this dreadful day Still nothing they walk away You question if this is possible or even real You want to cry but there is nothing to feel The final lullaby drowns out your screams You realize this nightmare is more than just a dream Suddenly the lid closes It's dark but you find comfort from the scent of the roses Finally you give in It's over you allowed death to win [comments] => 4 [counter] => 161 [topic] => 13 [informant] => SimplyMe [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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