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A Simple Wish, A Horrid Memory

And a Nightmare of All of This

By Annabellie SantanelliePublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Tears fall down at a momentous pace,

the hour of death draws nearer.

I see a smile draw across your face,

the closer I come the more I can see it clearer.

Tears fall down my face for I know,

this is the simplest dream I have always had.

But I will never come to seem

walking down with your smiling face staring straight at me.

The hour of my death approaches,

as the tears fall down my solemn face.

I hum an old lullaby as I slowly come to know

I am slowly awaking but I want to hold on.

I slowly walk down this row,

coming closer to your face.

Tears rolling down my eyes,

I am realizing the reason why.

As I slowly start to disappear,

you grab for me but it is clear.

I am disputing from this dream,

At last I hear you scream with tears,

pouring down your face.

A ring drops with bloody lace,

I see a full moon bow down its head as the screaming unfurls.

I wake up and its all a dream,

a screaming nightmare I will always see.

Never to see you smile again,

that is my nightmare,

that is my scare.

heartbreak
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About the Creator

Annabellie Santanellie

I am what I am, and I am all I will ever be.

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