Monday, 29 May 2017

DREAMERS


PRESTON:




This is for the dreamers...Who dare to dream... Slumber of both day and night.... This is for the dreamers.... Who dare to dream about love... Two unseen birds chirping while singing songs of praise... Missing and loving like life is dependent on this....This is for the broken that don't even trust brothers... those that get scared to the whiskers....


Then this is for the players... That they ruin our lives like alcohol and hard drugs....Those that make us see sense in nonsense..... That makes us feel pain.... And appreciate those that don't hurt... Those that dare tickle the Dragon.... Though some can't take the heat....

This is not for sale... This is for the lone and deserted.... The weak and destroyed.. those that even church don't heal their souls.... Those that are sick of the light... And sunshine.... Those that are devoid of trust....

Hurt Surgeon

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