A/N: Another poem, now it's in my style, so ... tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I don't own POTO, what a pity.
Summary: Poem What it is like to dream for the Phantom.
Dreams
nothing lies
what cannot speak
deepness creeps up
the latter of live
strikes me to sleep
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my heart tells fairytales
so bright
my eyes can touch the sky
but then, i open these
deceiving friends
i see, even they lie to me
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all remain silent
all cry out loud
when the shadows sleep
the eyes i keep shut
to not fool me around
to finally, finally
peace
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i sleep
i dream
i do not wake
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