Sometimes you run
And watch it like a play
No matter how far you cant get away.
A loved one dies
And you feel they are really gone
Or a good friend disappears
And your left all alone.
You are on an adventure
only to soon die
you finally come back
and cant help but cry.
Things you deeply desire
finally come true
until consiousness
you finally come to.
Wondering whats next
you lay down at night
until the real world
is beyond your sight.
So ay down your head
until the suns first beams,
drift away from here
and into your dreams.
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Stuff inside me
things i think feel, wonder, and maybe even poetry^^
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I put a new one in my journal, White Darkness
Im still trying to make it better