No Longer Dreams
My dreams.
Are no longer dreams.
It is no longer the sandman.
That lulls me into sleep.
He is not the one.
To bring me peace.
While I lay asleep.
It is the reaper.
Coming to take me.
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Maison Moonchild
A Canadian gal that firmly believes words can change the world. An avid reader, writer and Halloween enthusiast. She has a special interest in communications and writes for pleasure and profession. She moonlights as a metaphysical maven with a knack for creating magical crystal jewelry and holiday accessories.
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