within a dream
They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.
They are not long, the days of wine and roses;
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream.
posted by timothy @ 10:49 PM
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2 Comments:
okay this is emo, or am i even in position to say that this is emo after reading my own entry.
HAHA! you're always in the position to say anything. =)
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