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Post by black jewelled rain on Dec 7, 2003 22:52:04 GMT -5
Dreamer, dreamer, where are you? Your mind amongst the clouds. Can't you ever face the truth; Can you ever abandon your shroud?
Dreamer, dreamer, why do you dream? Don’t you know it will never come true? You dream of such impossible things That no human could dare to do.
Dreamer, dreamer, will you wake up, And face painful reality? Haven’t you had quite enough Of looking for things you cant see?
Dreamer, dreamer, dreaming more, Living always in fantasies. Never dare to dream again, And with your mind appease.
- Always wishing for what I can never have.
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Post by Lina Inverse on Dec 12, 2003 0:15:08 GMT -5
I like the repetition of "dreamer" twice--- it gave the poem a speech-like quality.
One thing I would change is to get rid of the word "dream" in lines without the "Dreamer, dreamer." Cause that's just kind of overdoing the word.
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