
A poem about a boy who has a dream about a war and he kills the girl he loves. a tragedy.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Poetry - Words: 164 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-07-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2514523
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The Dream.
I once had a dream,
That let off a lot of steam,
I was curse'n,
Cause I was hurt,
I hurt so damn bad,
I was just so sad,
I hurt the person I love.
I was fighting in a war,
Then I shut a door,
Then opened it,
And threw a mighty fit,
I couldn't see whom I was swinging at,
Swinging my mighty axe.
Then I hit her,
Though I'm not sure,
Whether it was night,
But I stopped the fight.
She tried to talk,
"It's alright,
It's all part of the fight,
Just go,
I have no,
Re-re-re-grets."
And she fell limp,
And like a gimp,
I held her in my arms,
There where no farms,
To run to,
So I yelled out in pain,
With my blood stained,
Hands outstretched,
Wondering why,
Have I,
Done this to the person I love,
Then out flies a snow white dove.
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