I'm cascading from the cliffs of heaven
To the seas of uncertain surrealism
Where the opposite really occurs.
All the pain forgotten
As I prance towards the precipice
And dive into the depths of my dream.
All the memories abandoned
As I leap over countless of ledges
And mount the muted moon.
This is my paradise,
But I know this is just a dream,
And all dreams will come to an end.
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A/N: Sorry, haven't being updating yet. I haven't have any ideas for this book until now. I loosely based this poem with the same title from the book with the same title by OwainGlyn. I thought this can be a cool theme for this poetry book. Anyways, do you like this poem? If you do, comment, vote, and share. Over and out.
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PoetryThe road doesn't end here, cause it's only the beginning. [04-08-24: #114 for Poetry] [From 06-06-16 to 11-13-16]
