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my dreams have never been empty
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my dreams have never been empty.
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i've tasted fame dazzle and dance on the very tip of my tong,
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it stayed there and then dissolved until my mouth burned with anger, but i was silent, for there was no other choice.
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i've looked into the hollow barrel of a gun, and i've felt the blow without the shot.
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the bullet passed through my skull, it left a mark on my heart that only i know is there.
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but still, my dreams have never been empty.
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i've walked along the shore of the river in the city, holding hands, if only with myself, smearing the hugest smile i could against my pale face - only to get smudged when i cried and moaned myself to sleep that night.
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but also, i have slept late into the sunrise, till beams pour across my face, waking me with light i never knew was there.
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i've heard business men jaunting to work below me, keychains jangle on children's backpacks on their way to school.
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i've smelt coffee against the calming canvas of snow.
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i've heard waves in the night. i've felt lips warm against my own. i've cried because of laughter. i've painted something i felt.
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i've fallen asleep beneath the comforting weight of old blankets, blind in the night, till dawns light carries the first clues of tomorrow's surprises.
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and for that, my dreams have never been empty.
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10 Sep 06

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this poem is absolutely amazing....keep it up
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