The Light of Dreams vs. The Darkness of Reality
I see the endless ocean
I hear the crash of waves
I smell the perfume of tropical flowers
I feel the splash of water on skin
I see the stifling darkness
I hear the shattering of something thrown
I smell the odour of bitterness and anger
I feel the tears as they begin to fall
I see the light behind closed eyelids
I hear the rythym of my heartbeat
I smell the salt on the sea breeze
I feel the sand between my toes
To escape what is real, I take refuge in what is not
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