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Dreams

written by: Gabrielle Tetreault

@tetreault.gabrielle

 

What ravage is done in London
As they grow pretty sexually.
Souls burdened with desire
And weeping internally, are abandoned.
Beauty is lost, and passing dreams flee.
As the wall crumbles
I am humbled, thinking
Idols are made of clay.

Gabrielle Tetreault

Gabrielle Tetreault

Editors Choice Award presented to Gabrielle Tetreault October 2007 & 2006 for Outstanding Achievement in Poetry presented by poetry.com and the International Library of Poety Howard Ely (Managing Editor)
Nominated Poet of the year, International Society of Poets — in Anaheim, California.
Gabrielle Tetreault

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