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[aid] => mick
[title] => Just a Dream
[time] => 2004-01-20 23:18:48
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[bodytext] => JUST A DREAM Nov 11,03 2:55 pm I'm sitting on the front porch watching my children playing in the front with their friends, they are happy school is out for the summer I promise to take them to the beach with their friends, and while I'm nursering my last one my husband come out onto the porch and offer to take him off my hands I said no that alright A cold feeling hit everything turn into a burry and one by one my children disapear and then last my husband walk away into thin air I walk up screaming a cold sweat running down my face it was just a dream It graduation day 4 long hard years but I'm here I look good in my cap & grown I look out into the crowd I see my family my mom&dad smiling I'm so happy my last name start with a C I'm about to be called to get my dregree I was a double major it was hard work but it was worth it first In my class I'm now called to do the big now your life has started speech after we sit down for dinner I'm center of attention at this big feast we are having everyone give greeting to me being happy for me A cold feeling hit everything turn into a burry every body disapear from the table I wake up screaming a cold sweat running dowm my face it was just a dream It my weddling day emotion are running high the church is pack with family the braids maids are happy. I'm slipping into my white grown the vail is long over my face the music start dum dum dum I walk out the room my dad is waiting for me ready to give me away to the love of my life I walk down the asile on my father arm, the father ask who is giving this women away my dad said I do, he say it with so much pride and happness We are surround by foods and happy faces I'm dancing with my new husand I'm crying, teals of joy I can tell he being cryin as well our little secret, both of us are very happy to be with each other. I can't until our honeymoon I can't wait to give myself to him that first magical night with him I'm wrap in his arm as I'm watching him sleep, listen to his heart beat A cold feeling hit the urge to cry. I'm all alone in my bed I wake up screaming a cold sweat running dowm my face it was just a dream It a sunny day a good day atleast for me after all I'm opening up my first resturant it now time for my big opening. A year past by it now time for my art studio the building is beautiful my office is big we are off to a good start, got good client , good artist I'm sitting ahead of my new art atudio and production A cold feeling hit the urge to cry my all studio crump to dust I wake up screaming a cold sweat running dowm my face it was jst a dream I'm 20 yrs old and haven't start my future yet I'm unhappy and my goals are shatter and are on shaking ground the feeling of drowning cryiny my own river not knowing If I have what it take to be somebody a good future un able to found people to love me or be there for me parent who are there for u and love u, not tearing u down everyday of your life to the point u believe u are a worthless person that nobody want u around I look up that cold feeling hit and I'm screaming a cold sweat running dowm my face but this time it not a dream I'm really in hell. Why I can't wake up from my life why does this have to be real what did I do in the past life to derserve this Why can't I make my dream come true why am I only happy when I'm sleep or is my life a on-going nighmare maybe I'm in a coma and I can't get out and maybe my dream are real my true life my true happness my true dream my true love my true destiny What real I don't know what real anymore Is all this just a dream or just a nightmare Remy Maskantinio [comments] => 1 [counter] => 254 [topic] => 21 [informant] => remi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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