swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
cannot cease for the fear
of silent nites
will not wait for the deep sleep dreaming
looking for the goddess of imaginary light
i sit in this field of paper flowers
looking for a hint of reality
i lye inside myself for hours
wishing you would show me the light
Author notes
another short one
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very deep
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