Cookies and Cream

in poetry •  7 years ago 

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She was asleep
A long deep, tormented sleep
There was no cookies or cream
This was the dream she was trapped in
The harder she fought to wake
The longer the horrid slumber did take
She dreamt of a flooding room
She knew that she was fated to doom
So before her fate was written, she gave up to the fight
She knew in her head only the darkness would be her light

Lots of love
Whitney Whitedust
:D

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