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Feb 18, 2009 23:04


Darkest of dreams

Some day the fatigue comes to me.

I know its coming.

The paleness and dark circles.

Even she can see those.

First symptoms of darkest of dreams.

But one thing I promise.

My falling won’t be raffish.

I will fall elegantly like an orchid.

Dark dreams are coming.

I don’t need a vulgar figth.

I am a maiden and maidens are doomed to

sleep silently in the stream of life.

I welcome darkest of dreams.

Mimi Elizabetha

poetry

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