Andrew Ian Marshall Poems

Dreams are meant to be broken,
Because none of them come true,
I listen but no words are spoken,
So my mind may wander through,.
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You're tempting me to all life's pleasures
Take me to dream of the highs and the leisures
When you wake up so afraid of your dream.
The images are stronger then they seem.
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They came in three.
When they came for me.
Nothing was said.
But I knew I was dead.
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