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City Full of Dreams
In a city full of dreams, Sometimes We ask ourselves, “what are we?” How do we fit? What purpose is there in this world? In this city full of dreams Filled with futures Ideas running like streams Until they run out… Maybe, they say, our bright future Was never meant to be a truth. After… Continue reading
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“She is Something Else”
She was nothing else Other than sunshine reflecting Off of gold. I didn’t want to give her nothing else But my heart filled Returning all of the feelings which from her, they stole It was just something else Elevating fear through the body Finding my lost pieces, mystically making me whole I hadn’t ever seen… Continue reading
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“Where’d Our Dreams Go?” (Part 4, Final part)
Who sealed our childhood? Our hearts rarely find rest Parents conclude we are still peacefully dreaming But we are wide awake Who rung our alarm ? We lived in our dreams Chasing after what our heart lead us to We thrived In younger years The days were full of day dreams We smiled, ran, laughed… Continue reading
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“Where’d Dreams Go” (Part 2)
Why don’t we play in the rain? Why don’t we smile at the simple things? Why don’t we smile when we have everything to smile about ? What made childhood become lost behind serious faces ? Who did it ? Or was it ourselves ? FB: SirCharles ThePoet IG: SirCharles_ThePoet Continue reading
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