Edgar Allan Poe
A Dream within a Dream 
Take this kiss upon thy brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow—You are not wrong, to deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,In a vision, or in none,Is it therefore the less gone
All that we see or seemIs but a dream within a dream.I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand—How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,While I weep—while I weep!O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
[[*My Adores*]]
Food:
Pasta! I love pasta!
Drinks:
Iced tea please...
Pastimes:
"TKD"
People:
too many to mention
[[*My Detests*]]
People:
Flirts, too coñotic people, bitches
Things:
dirty places, too much people
Food:
labanos, okra
[[*Princess's Past Dreams*]]
[[*The Conversations*]]
[[*My Friends*]]
[[* Lay out by:*]]
