The dreams deceive the reality
that the morning light confirms
Who would have thought that
the light meeting the dark
would be the reason of my demise
In the morning I weigh a lot more in my mind
Everything is a reminder of you
and the red sunlight in my eyes
makes me think of the afterlife
I lie to myself and wake up
reaffirm that I can stand on my own
to go about a day that is a mix of
my fading feelings for you and
their return to knock me to sleep
in the hopes of a dream that
isn’t a manifestation of your ruins
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Beautifully written. Loved it!
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Thank you so much!
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So deeply moving, so visual, I felt like it was me
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Thank you Andrew!
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Wow.
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Thank you!
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Dreams that are a manifestation of your ruins and the meeting of light and dark, again really great job!
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