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remember when you recorded your thoughts
thoughts in a pretty little book
book overflowing with heartfelt feelings
feelings you thought worth a second look
remember when the whimsical gave way
way to the practical to earn your pay
pay the price for losing your dreams
dreams become nightmares when the soul cannot play
~cie~
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You did a good job with the loop poem.Seemed rather daunting to tackle that form.Its all Greek to me:)
ReplyDelete"dreams become nightmares when the soul cannot play". This is so true! Poignant!
ReplyDeleteA killer last line!
ReplyDeleteI misread it as first, as: dreams become nightmares when the soul cannot pay