this is the land between sleep
Dreams come to die
drowning in the deluge
Asphyxiation
blinding day
Even moon fears the light
he hides away
Exposing
great expectations
That grow weary
under the sun
Memory remains
life's detritus
And you
the memory that never was
My dream
eternal.
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2 comments:
floating on a sea of dreams your sail my wings
kaya
you have a way of dreaming your words fragile wanderings in the milieu of existence like a ghost passing by a mirror and seeing itself
this one calls out
rs
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