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I dream in color,
I see faces I don't know.
My soul begs me to leave,
but I have nowhere to go.
My eyes are open, but
my mind, adrift at sea.
Showing me visions
of where I need to be.
Running as fast
as my dreams will allow.
Torn between fantasy
and where I am now.
Dragons fire
burns faeries wings,
and I'm not certain
what this means.
But given the choice,
I'd choose that path.
And hope to survive
the Goddess' wrath.
About the Creator
Debra Herrington
I've been writing since I was 16, I use poetry as a means of expressing my opinions and feelings.


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