I think
They may destroy me
As I sleep
Dreaming of impossible things
Dreaming of being held
And having you hold my hand
That's the worst part.
Seeing all of this through my eyes.
And yet.
It's not mine
I wake up
My heart shattered
As I realize these dreams
Are all I'll ever receive
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ØVERTHINKING
ПоэзияØverthinking leads tø fear. Fear leads tø anxiety. Døn't knøw what's inside øf me. F A L L I N G Everyøne has their demøns. Søme møre than øthers. These are mine
