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Sweet Destructive Dreams
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Surrounded with flowers,
along with exquisite mosaic glass agleam,
I smile as sunlight showers.
This is quite a dream.
Where the lines are blurred
between fantasy and reality,
It won't be weird if it occurred
that I'd be where I wish to be.
But closing the distance
between me and a diamond sky,
from the start, there was no chance
to reach where the stars lie.
Oh, but how this dream
had me enchanted,
making the impossible seem
like it could be granted.
As such, it was beguiling,
intoxicated with empty hope,
fantisizing all those sweet things,
like my mind is filled with dope.
But I have to break it out,
I need to stop.
I have to go away from my hideout,
I need to wake up.
Just like how flowers wither,
how broken glass can't be mended,
and how the sun sets out of the picture,
we awaken only to find our dreams ended.
Barely getting back my senses,
I click my tongue in disgust.
If what I wanted had big consequences,
then I wouldn't even dare to discuss.
A place full of deceit,
where you only collect scars.
This is how sweet
yet destructive dreams are.
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Date written:
August 2018 - June 14, 2020
Revised on: 08/01/20
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Yours Truly
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