Be for

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My dreams just wanna be
Rosy pink indeed

Now it's either
White or black
Deep or shallow
Hope or hopeless

The summer is over
Feeling like wasted time
Spent in waking slumber
Now left to wonder only
Why it feels different

Surreal
It feels
As if I'm in a different past that isn't the same past before
Confusing the shit out of me, yes
As I wait for the next storm to hang over us
Like a halo of darts
Blessing or a curse
But we all know we're just bored

In this desert

The vapor rises
Endless merciless heat screaming in our ears
Like a nagging parent

let the saga begin


08/08/19

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