Poems from Awakened_Dreamer
Projected light upon a screen,
Imagined life born from dreams.
A story illuminated in the darkened theater,
Speakers playing music in...
What would I change?
The answer's not clear.
For as many things there are I hold dear,
I spy with my eye, an error or three,
A symphony of...
What would I change?
The answer's not clear.
For as many things there are I hold dear,
I spy with my eye, an error or three,
A symphony of...