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I had a dream that I could fly
Oh here we go again
I went up and touched the sky
When will this ever end
It was so nice and peaceful
What a load of crap
The breeze so lovely and cool
I’m getting tired of hearing your yap
What if the world was like that
Please, this world is hell
Everyone would be nice and wouldn’t bite back
People are rude and always like to yell
Imagine a place with no wars
Humans love to fight
There would be no pains, sorrows or sores
We feed off those things like vampires in the night
If only we could help one another
Please, these people are evil hunters
And look at each other like sisters and brothers
Theyd kill their own mother
we could become a prosperous nation
people will always lie steal and kill
if only you had an imagination
if only you could get real
- by bluebird94 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/01/2008 |
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- Title: Dreamer - Realist
- Artist: bluebird94
- Description: This is a conversation between husband and wife. One is a dreamer, the other a realist. This is one of my ameatur stuff. i wrote this in like the 4th grade. but becuz i wrote it, i must luv or atleast like it, and so i do
- Date: 09/01/2008
- Tags: dreamer realist bluebird94
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Comments (1 Comments)
- different333 - 09/08/2008
- its good but you still seem a bit... amatuer. You need to know the pain of sadness and experienced the true, sheer pleasure of happiness. If you can capture the simplest of things and turn it into a poem, the you know you gone from amatuer to pro. good luck!
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