Dreams of Love

I am the open book that no one cares to read.

Will you lower my body and shovel the dirt on my face?

Will you look into a dead man's eyes?

I dreamt of your warmth once.

Your hand on mine.

I once dreamth dreams of love,

but no more. 

It's all the same. 

Will you light a candle for me?

I once dreamt dreams of love.

But no more. 

WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?

My eyes are blindfolded. 

Will you push me off the cliff?

Will you leave me to fester and die?

It's all the same to me. 

 

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