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What you call nightmares, I call dreams

What I call nightmares would make u scream



Bathed in fire, blood and bone

Each night I die, all alone



And when I wake, from my hell

I do not scream, I do not yell



I just smile, I fear no longer

What’s failed to kill me, HAS made me stronger.

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EdwardAnthonyMason
19:38 Dec 04 2008

I'm proud of that poem.That is very constructive.You are the strongest women I know.I love you

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Wasn’t she pretty, just lay on her bed

A crown of red roses, placed on her head



The sin in her smile, the drugs in her veins

She sold her whole body, to hide all her pain



Though they all loved her, she knew the truth

They only loved her, fake beauty and youth



She would spend hours, to look just the part

Pinching and plucking, it tore out her heart



She couldn’t take it, the lies and the pain

She wanted the whole world, to feel the same



Wasn’t she pretty, lay on her bed

Isn’t she pretty, now that she’s dead

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VampirateRaven
04:56 Jun 10 2008

OMFIM! that is amazing! Its sad, but its still so beautiful!

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