Fragments of dreams,
that’s what the day has been.
Fragments of heartaches,
pieces torn free,
Pieces that once made me.
Now just float away in the breeze.
Fragments of yesterday,
splinter through the wind,
stick into my mind
too deep to pick them free.
Fragments of dreams,
that’s all I could be.
Memories of melodies
caught in the breeze.
Fragments of yesterday,
tales told in sand.
Fragments of stories,
I once held within my hand.
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Endless Nightmares out now
300 pages of horror themed poetic storytelling
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Peace, Love and Poetry
Kyle
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