Shattered Dreams
A gravestone with a poniard on its base
Its epitaph reveals the true nature of my soul
Lost within a realm of darkness
I emit rays of an undiscovered artist
Hiding behind translucent images
I cannot write!
For fear of “Fear” itself!
The mart sold my soul for fifty pence!
But, should I let this fear dominate my life?
No! I
shall reclaim my soul
Behind me lies a river of fear
Before me stands a tower of strength!
I will not give up!
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Shattered Dreams
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