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April 25, 2010
By yourpersonalgeek BRONZE, Odenville, Alabama
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A struggle, a fight,
a war with yourself.
You're confused,
don't know what to do.
You pray for a dream,
to escape this reality.
When the sun comes up,
so do their endless lies,
So you wait for night once again,
so you can dream,
and have eternal peace,
for at least a while.

© Sindha A., Champaign, IL

The author's comments:
I wrote because I live with childish, lying people. They fight, they curse, and they don't listen to one another. It drives me crazy, makes me mad, and a dream. A dream is the best kinda of peace. It's what comes from your soul.
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