i have given up
on dreams
because
for a brief moment
i had tasted
reality
and
the hollow moments
after waking
are just
shards of glass
driven deep
into the third eye
of hope
an instance
of the cure
exacerbating
the disease
i have given up
on dreams
because
for a brief moment
i had tasted
reality
and
the hollow moments
after waking
are just
shards of glass
driven deep
into the third eye
of hope
an instance
of the cure
exacerbating
the disease
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I love this, particularly today
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some days the bitter tastes sweet and the sweet causes naught but sorrow. May use that in a poem.
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😍 I love when you speak in poet to me 😋
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this one hit me today….
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I’m sorry
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Very evocative.
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