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07-02-04, 09:21 PM
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Dreamers Dream~Prophets Paintings
IP: 0EBA 1B06
Dreamer's Dream by JimmyWhite Blank Verse With Rythem and Rhyme Life is like a dream you didn’t know you would miss until you wake up, Our memories are simply reminders of missed times because of the virtue that the fallen ball cannot twice descend, Love is only a dream you assume is reality until the dream begins to brake up, Life’s second chances for love are near impossible because love is unable to awake again unless the beginning of the first end was actually pretend. Like a dreamer, memories can reopen the presents hidden doors of reality inside the minds of those who’s dreams are drawn, And while others write the world pleasant with pencil or pen, dreamers are the ones who paint pleasant, You don’t know how much you’ll miss those dreams until the nighttime has gone, So if your paint brush is dry and your nighttimes are empty, no Dreamer’s Dreams are present. I dream as often as I can, because my childhood is my ecstasy, Adolescent memories are my metal drugs making life seem like there’s nothing else to seek, Innocence held the world’s pain distant, with only my parent’s hands of shelter next to me, My drugs are that of the memories I bestow; my life with an eternal hangover of a teardrop on the edge of my cheek. Its hard to grasp the idea that today is yesterday’s future and tomorrows past, We are always in the middle without even a idea of how much today will affect tomorrow and tomorrow’s tomorrow, Always live your day without regrets because a life filled with regrets is a life that will never prosper nor last, Children embrace the present so the memories in the future will give you joy and peace knowing you lived your past to the fullest without regrets to sorrow. Tears of paint drip from the masterpieces set in the galleries of paintings in the mind of one who understands the meaning of today, I miss my old finger paint masterpieces I would create without knowledge of the brush I held tight, Times spent with my father, holding his hand knowing I am protected against my worst fears until that hand had dripped away. The paintings start to fade with age, as our paintings become our lives based on the past tales of our youth and the journeys of life. [b]Copyright May 28, 2004 by me
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07-03-04, 03:42 PM
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holla feedback
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07-10-04, 04:36 PM
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Banned: Cheating
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IP: EC0B 84C7
that's tight
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07-13-04, 10:54 PM
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IP: 4289 77F4
Holy Shit man, this was beautiful, i wanted to cry,wow, nice piece, deep, real deep, emotional, raw, vivid, some true shit in there as well,---damn, im speechless................
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07-16-04, 03:36 AM
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Banned: Cheating
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IP: EC0B 84C7
nice poem keep up the good job
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07-16-04, 04:58 AM
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Banned: Cheating
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IP: EC0B 84C7
this is the best fuckin poem i have ever read keep up the good work
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07-17-04, 03:22 AM
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IP: EC0B 84C7
i like that poem it's coo
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