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Date Posted: 21:21:33 11/12/02 Tue
Author: Megan
Author Host/IP: dsc04-sfr-ca-2-36.rasserver.net / 204.33.131.36
Subject: Inked Dreams

Broken raindrops flood my window
Scattering on the payne
Looking out I can see it go
And I can't drown the pain
But I can let the ink flow
Curving letters, carving away
Inked dreams of sorrow and woe
Casting darkness, shadowing day.

Watching helplessly as it passes her by
So helpless, she just wants to cast it aside
But when she felt it, she just broke down and cried
And prayed, all alone in her room at night
Sorrow the only thing inside her empty eyes
She sighs, wondering how to cope
And cries, the thunder bringing no hope
The lightning, a beautiful flash across the sky
Somewhat frightning, but just like her life
A little thunder roars, easy to ignore
But deep down, inside her very core
It creeps around, she knows what's in store
But soon it comes out and shocks her
Thunder so loud, it blocks her
Reflexes, gains vexes, and soon she locks her
Mind up, emotions hidden
A question unspoken, a smile forbidden
Locked up in her own little world
Where she can just be the little girl
She used to be, carefree and happy
Where it was so easy
She just wants to be free.

Broken raindrops flood my window
Scattering on the payne
Looking out I can see it go
And I can't drown the pain
But I can let the ink flow
Curving letters, carving away
Inked dreams of sorrow and woe
Casting darkness, shadowing day.

An idea forming in her head
The schema: ink dreams instead
Letting the thoughts flow out
Getting the once forgotton out
She feels refreshed
This reflection of self
He only meditation, the only heaven in hell
The only calm in a swell
Waves crashing upon her, the ebb foaming as well
But her dreams, her writing
Seem to be the only lighting
Her words spilling out
From her soul, no doubts
Feeling warm in the cold
Breeze, she's now able to seize
Her emotions, freeze them and
The oceans, capture and hold it
Her rapture, her moments
Of elated bliss, no longer gated this
Is her way of dealing, keep writing, no feeling
Forget what was said, write down what was meant
Ink dreams, don't feel a thing, no longer bent.

Broken raindrops flood my window
Scattering on the payne
Looking out I can see it go
And I can't drown the pain
But I can let the ink flow
Curving letters, carving away
Inked dreams of sorrow and woe
Casting darkness, shadowing day.

Every letter that forms begins a new word
Getting better with every scream that is heard
All the emotions flew away like a bird
Long ago, but she doesn't even notice
She doesn't care anymore, she's hopeless
Gripping the pen, urgently writing more
All her thoughts sprawling
She's caught, hauling
The weight of the paper
It's too late for her
Her drained sentiments
So pained, life long ended since
She doesn't even regard
Her tattered clothes, mascara smearing
Bag of bones, no longer fearing
What compelled her to write
What expelled her cries
Her purpose carelessly wasted
On the surface always evasive
One night, looking at creations of her pen
She felt weak, and started crying again
With her last breath, last words, she wrote, "the end".

Broken raindrops flood my window
Scattering on the payne
Looking out I can see it go
And I can't drown the pain
But I can let the ink flow
Curving letters, carving away
Inked dreams of sorrow and woe
Casting darkness, shadowing day.

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Re: Inked Dreams -- AGS, 13:02:57 11/14/02 Thu