Dreams

poem by: Chel Scott
Written on Aug 12, 2018

Black and white dreams,
with crimson screams, 
red anger and charcoal souls.
Dangerous lips,
with evil dark eyes,
hearts as black as coals.

Tags: Dark,

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Frank Hornby . commented on Aug 16, 2018 at 2:58pm

....doesn't sound like a nice dream......but like the poem....

chel scott commented on Aug 16, 2018 at 3:54pm

thank you, Frank x

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