False Dreams
© February 22, 1985 by Paul M. Combs, Jr. All Rights Reserved

There I lay me down to sleep
I wake up with a dream to keep
With thoughts of it fresh in mind
I write it down then try to find
False dreams
The dreams are gone, but still I look
I don’t know how I was took
I wasted time and money on a hunt
Then I saw the nuclear sun
Even though I never knew
All my dreams never came true
They were lost forever in the ashes
Lost with time and dead masses

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