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My Day-Dream Dresses Like You.


my day-dream dresses like you.

i just thought you ought to know;

nothing i am is true.

this stupid mask is all for show;

sometimes i can barely see through.

right now i can't even make the words flow,

i feel like a pot full of sand;

each pillar leaves me shaking as it goes.

soon i won't be able to stand.

can't see my future bloom a rose

no longer am i so grand.

walk the blade and come so close.

to death, and to life as i stand.

peel back lie by lie and expose,

not just by others was i misunderstood.

even to myself i am so unknown;

for my night mare dresses like my childhood.

so there is no way to stand but alone.

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TamingOfSeaWolves

Just your typical geek. If you care to look deeper though...You can see the layers I have created. The worlds I call my own live in my imagination. Creating riddles and poems and lives and characters to become and get lost in. No one knows me, or at least the me behind the blinds. PLEASE COMMENT instagram=tamingofseawolves

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