Dream Snatcher

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Gnawing dirty nails
Of that vile ol’ snatcher
Thrashed through the veins
Of another dream catcher
So feather by feather
It fell apart
And dream after dream
It broke her heart
With every piece
Her hope scattered
She’d silently weep
Bruised and battered

© Rosh Von Amber 2014

P.s. this is a random rendition of an old piece I wrote.

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