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- Dreams at allpoetry
I am a dream, and yet, I am real / I wonder if life ever truly ends / I hear life’s laughter on the wings of birds who are free / I see every tear reflected in the rain when it falls around me. / I want to find my tru - Undead Hands at allpoetry
Hands reach out from the depths of despair / to reclaim what once was theirs / you can try to run and you can try to hide, / but sooner or later they'll be by your side. / As shadows they come, and no one k
