Hall Of Dreams: A New Hope


For the first time in years a magnificent light
Is shining here, in my Hall of Dreams
It's usually dull or, dim like a black photo room,
But it's never brighter than my misery, her in
My Hall of Dreams
There's a bright flash, as the portal home
Becomes active, a magnificent being
Steps out, 20 feet long wings bent
Behind the figure, here in my
Hall of Dreams
She steps out an I see her face for the
First time, the face of an Angel,
Perfectly chiseled by the
God's
She talked to me, an I understood what she was
Giving me, a new Hope, a brighter way
Someone to led me through the dark,
Here in my Hall of Dreams
She's now a personal beacon for me, a Beam of Hope,
That will surely grow brighter, to Penetrate the
Dark days ahead, that will surely come
Here in my Hall of Dreams

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