Underneath this fiery lapse of eyes lidded of sunset’s doubtsI build this Keep to house all beauty left to meSoftest blue meets the kindest touch of lips tipped in loving breathThe mercy beguiling all hope left rotting on the vines withered of a calloused serenityKeep the love insideKeep the beauty…
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I lay my head down to fall asleepI close my eyes, and the voices start to speakThey create images in my head that are so vivid, so realI just want them to be quiet and leave me aloneWith my eyes still closed, my thoughts just roamLike a merry-go-round of disarray…
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What if you had to ask yourself if something was real, during every moment of every day? Well, that is just my reality now. Or is it my dream?