Not all dreams die.

by kat   Aug 26, 2009


Shes alone again in this empty room,
Surrounded by reminders that the pain was true,
Remembering the people who would sooner leave,
Then spend another day with their broken dreams,
Who were taken from her- Dragged away,
To prove that nothing would ever be okay.

Shes alone again in this empty room,
The pictures layed out just right,
Each a memory of the people she'd loved,
Somewhere in the distant past,
She longs to go back and be there again,
She longs for one last chance.

Shes alone again in this empty room,
With her tears falling hard,
A heart made of stone and empty soul,
The dreams will slowly die,
A scribbled note in her diary with the final words she'll speak,
'i'll miss you, i love you but now its goodbye.'

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