Dream on, little one...
And I shall too...
For the sandman, he calls
And the madman, he falls
Into chasms so deep
Of dreamless eternal sleep...
At the edge of darkness, are found slivers of serene happiness...
Dream on, little one...
And I shall too...
For the sandman, he calls
And the madman, he falls
Into chasms so deep
Of dreamless eternal sleep...
Etched, by Anonymous ; 2:04 am
3 comments:
I like this one. A lot.
your poetry is refreshing but sad. thanks for writing it down.
I liked this one-refreshing indeed!
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