The Voice Poem by Edward Hagwood
The Voice
The voice inside my head,
asked me, "why aren't you
dead? ", I woke and turned
the light on, and saw that it
was dawn. The voice in my
head was just a dream,
thank god.
Monday, July 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: wonder
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Lyn Paul
16 July 2018
Dreams can often spark concern yet a bad dream actually means good news. So I believe.
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5/4/2024 10:38:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Dreams are dreams and their themes seem real.