General Poetry posted June 3, 2019


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The God of Broken Dreams

by kiwisteveh



I am the God of broken dreams

and silent screams;

I know your fears,

I drink your tears.


In darkest night, I am the sweep

of wings, the creep

of foot on stair

when no one's there.


I am your terror and your shame;

you called my name,

now pay my toll -

your mortal soul.

 

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