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A Dreamer's Creed

Please give back
my dreams to me
- they seem to be
as though evaporated
thoroughly annihilated.
But how can I
expect to be
into the upper
echelons of peace,
if I cannot
endure, recieve
my own damn dreams?
I crave them back
from thee, I do
dear Lord
of Anywho
I knock your door
but you,
you turn me back
and heave my eyes
into the black
once more.
I fall.
Into the voids
I go
but not with joy,
and not by choice,
I pry and sneak,
I search and seek
to pass you by,
to pass your door
and bring my horse
into your Troy,
where you can't hide
no more,
your face, and cheat
your way, and steal
my dreams from me
but - honestly -
admit and see
they weren't thine
to keep - to seize -
at all, so please!
release my dreams
to me.

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Publicerad 2021-02-22 11:18

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