Come
the midnight hour bells toll in the tower
announcing
that times finally arrived
when
the dreams become a reality
the
time to let the spirit lose, roam free
Beware
though because nightmares come true to
The
magic can't distinguish the difference
it
can't tell between the good and the bad
It
depends on individual minds
the
things people have hiding in their heads
from
flying unicorns to walking dead
In
all the dreams though there's passion, desire
there's
also a hell with a burning fire
Only
once a year do they come alive
like
a mental game of Russian Roulette
Unfortunately
we can't control dreams
they're
as unpredictable as magic
like
the way it rides upon a rainbow
or
travels the land like a tornado
and
announcing it's final arrival
magic
does ensure come the midnight hour
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© 2015 by Patrick B Vince
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