Finding Dreams

close your eyes and see the night

of your dreams buried away

.

sights and memories of passing frights

will never see the light of day

.

cause all of your wishes and desires are held

locked in the wastelands of time

.

for all of your imperfections and fears dwell

in the abyss of your mind.

This poem is about: 
Me

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