they all say to dream dangerously,
to dream big.
late at night,
when I can not get my eyelids to fall,
I dream far far away.
I dream of the city, and the freedom,
of the air and the crowd.
a minute later, I doubt to dream again
because I am here, and not there,
and can not leave where I am.
suddenly, my dreams collapse,
and the words that they speak are just lies.
//d.f.
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Voices
ŞiirVoices in my head, that need to be heard. Voices in my head, roam free, like a bird. *Book of poems written by myself.*
