Title: Inside a Dream (poetry)
Author: Satan's Sidekick
Email: satans_sidekick13@hotmail.com
Based On: FG
Comments: It gives hints on FG, but it doesn't really say anything outright. Therefore it
doesn't really spoil anything.
Disclaimer: Although the Forbidden Game is owned by L.J.Smith, I've used absolutely no
characters from her books in this and I've only hinted slightly on the whole Julian/Jenny
thing and other concepts from the trilogy.
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Beneath a sunlit cloudless sky,
They within the shadows lie.
Watching till their time is come,
Waiting for the falling sun.
Another dozen blood red roses,
Another dozen perfect poses.
Behind the pictures, the story told,
A dozen lies that will unfold.
It had started long ago,
Already had you met your foe.
He watched, he waited, till the day,
Till the day that you would play.
A breeze becomes a fiery gale,
Stormy waters that you sail.
Bleak are places inside your head,
Too much has been left unsaid.
Dreams from fantasy are created,
Reality is too out dated.
A game you play, a song you sing,
Emotions prick, feelings sting.
Searching for a place to hide,
Trusting no one to confide.
Confront the fears you've so long hidden,
From your mind that it was written.
Torn and twisted from that place,
But never do you forget his face.
Tell no one of what you've seen,
Electric blue eyes inside a dream.
Author: Satan's Sidekick
Email: satans_sidekick13@hotmail.com
Based On: FG
Comments: It gives hints on FG, but it doesn't really say anything outright. Therefore it
doesn't really spoil anything.
Disclaimer: Although the Forbidden Game is owned by L.J.Smith, I've used absolutely no
characters from her books in this and I've only hinted slightly on the whole Julian/Jenny
thing and other concepts from the trilogy.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Beneath a sunlit cloudless sky,
They within the shadows lie.
Watching till their time is come,
Waiting for the falling sun.
Another dozen blood red roses,
Another dozen perfect poses.
Behind the pictures, the story told,
A dozen lies that will unfold.
It had started long ago,
Already had you met your foe.
He watched, he waited, till the day,
Till the day that you would play.
A breeze becomes a fiery gale,
Stormy waters that you sail.
Bleak are places inside your head,
Too much has been left unsaid.
Dreams from fantasy are created,
Reality is too out dated.
A game you play, a song you sing,
Emotions prick, feelings sting.
Searching for a place to hide,
Trusting no one to confide.
Confront the fears you've so long hidden,
From your mind that it was written.
Torn and twisted from that place,
But never do you forget his face.
Tell no one of what you've seen,
Electric blue eyes inside a dream.