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A Poem by Dreaming Awake

Life is a empty big black hole

as you sit and type

without heart

or soul

Click clacking away

on your keyboard

Spinning webs

to keep yourself occupied

to filll the time

endless

days years

how many more before you learn

to be a better person?

It may never happen

This may be all there is for

Deluded and blind

Stumbling

Ultimately alone

how many more before you die

and are free?

© 2008 Dreaming Awake


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Dreaming Awake
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I love surrealism. I'm a photographer who likes to write for fun. I find the photographs of Man Ray to be especially intriguing. Hope you enjoy them too. Quotes are by Jean Cocteau A true poet doe.. more..