Prophets Never Sleep, And Poets Never Dream Comments
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When sleeping I lay awake in bed,
While dreamless, time calls to the dead.
The stars drip past a vampire moon,
Horizon sheds the sun too soon.
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You write seuch honest poems. The truthfulness behind your words truly shines in between every syllable and after every sentence.
The way you work with rhymes and the rythm of the text is really admireble. I adore poets who write not to only to become big or famous but instead, or also, to make a diffrence and truly express an emotion, or in this case, a great fear, a hope for the future.
Beautiful words.
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You write seuch honest poems. The truthfulness behind your words truly shines in between every syllable and after every sentence. The way you work with rhymes and the rythm of the text is really admireble. I adore poets who write not to only to become big or famous but instead, or also, to make a diffrence and truly express an emotion, or in this case, a great fear, a hope for the future. Beautiful words.