Faces emerge from the shadows of my darkness, skin pale white, bloodless, cold; hidden within me in plain sight, only showing themselves at night, as real as it may seem it is just a dream.
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Hello Ron, I am pretty much a sucker to read most anyone's poem or poems that speak to dreams or dreaming. I like this one a lot from a dark stand point. The best thing about a bad dream is that is a dream. Hopefully a bad dream that will not come true. We all know that we precieve so much about our selves and things around us through our dreams. In your spare time please at least review my poem: 'Distant dream' thanks J. L.