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Where have all the dreamers gone?
And what's more, where are dreams?
Have they fallen to the depths of hell,
Drown out by tearful screams?

Fear destroys the dreams of men
And therefore dreams are fallen when
A shadow casts its shady web
Ignited in the devil’s den
Then, and once more only then
Do fallen dreams destroy the men.

A fallen dream will shackle thou
To hellish regrets and fiery bites
Of bitter ballets bastardizing
Blackened bitter sleepless nights.

When, and what's more only when
A dream begets a bitter end
When man becomes the bane of men
Do dreamer's dreams become fallen?
Then and once more only then
Will dreamers dream of dreamings' end.
Then and what's more only then
Will dreamers all be fallen men?
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An experiment in rhythm.

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:iconrubix13:
okay... first of all, wow. it's been a while since i read something like this. second, i was really hoping that you would rhyme something with bastardizing, i was a little disappointed in that--i always find rhyming words of 3 or more syllables adds to a poem.
:iconczarewich:
I was going for the alliteration, but I'll see if I can swing something in there maybe.

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"Young man, lift up your russet brow, and lift your tender eyelids, maid, and brood on hopes and fears no more." - W.B. Yeats
:iconeddie-mcgee:
lol, love imagery!! I mean, dreams are almost never negative. I love how u took the word and spun it around!
Great work!!!

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Abraham de Lacey Giuseppe Casey Thomas O'Malley...
:iconrarn-barn:
This is really wonderful! Your use of Alliteration was fantastic! Your experiment was definitely a success and worth a fave in my eyes. :D

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Thanks to words, we have been able to rise above the brutes; and thanks to words, we have often sunk to the level of the demons. - Aldous Huxley
:iconvenaeli:
A charming concept and conception. RaRn-BaRn linked me to this. Thank you for sharing.

There are a few things here or there that could potentially be touched up. I'll spare the details for now, however. It's not good to greet somebody with a list, hmm?
:iconczarewich:
Haha I don't mind. Thank you for the nice comment though, and thank you for taking the time to read my poem.

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"Young man, lift up your russet brow, and lift your tender eyelids, maid, and brood on hopes and fears no more." - W.B. Yeats
:iconjakratz:
Great flow. I absolutely love how the ideas just go straight into one another. The rhythim must have helped. The rhyming too, played a great role. :+fav:

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Only a true genius could house two completely seperate mind-sets. The ingenuity ceases when they realize there is only one body as a medium and compromise is not an option.
:iconczarewich:
Thank you sir, for all your wonderful comments and for the fave :)

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"Young man, lift up your russet brow, and lift your tender eyelids, maid, and brood on hopes and fears no more." - W.B. Yeats
:iconjakratz:
My pleasure, for certain. I've always looked up to you, as a role model in writing. I see how you use words and how you see things, and I try to recreate that, in my own way. Just keep doing what you do. :)

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Only a true genius could house two completely seperate mind-sets. The ingenuity ceases when they realize there is only one body as a medium and compromise is not an option.

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