Keeper Of Dreams
I imagine there lingers still in my mind
empty corners, dark hallways,the echo of a dream
dreams torn and discarded rent of all human likeness
where has the dreamer gone
gone to age and death
these are the faded photographs of my youth
each like a side show,images of love,hate,fear and pain
pain that splits my body in two leaving my soul crushed
images caught in the times past
tight little smiles forever in black and white
ghosts,and I am the keeper of the dreams
stillness lurks so near
corridors of darkness rein
no escape for me
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