In a little jar we cherished
Our dreams stirred
Hidden hopes flourished
Beneath the dark cyan waters
----Churning against the dawn
Revelling in all its glory
Were we just pawns
In your hermitic story?
----Only half an annum had passed
Yet you were already oceans away
Had you fogotten our past
What about everything we didn't say
----Shivers take over
Now that you've left
Our dreams just hover
Exposed and bereft
----Our jar lies buried in the sand
Basking in the afterglow
Here in the infertile land
Where we both reaped what we sowed
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I used to have a dream jar when I was younger 💝💝💝
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PoetryThis collection of poems is for those that stay up at night, mind whirring with thoughts, those that fight to stay at the surface when reality drowns them. Finally, these poems are for me, for when reality drowns me, and I sink to the bottom of the...