My woven words induce confusion
Among my dreams of duality.
Perchance one of my many grand illusions
should spark into another reality.
Thus my dream of this world would fade,
and perhaps your existence with it.
But there is no reason to be afraid,
for my theories are still split
Abstract nightmares, and waking dreams,
All come together as one in the end.
Nothing is ever what it seems,
when we truly try to comprehend
What is you? and what is me?
The answer we will never know.
but I will show you, and you will see
that we all end up six feet below.
So when you question
Is any of this real?
Ask your self a question,
How do you feel?
Do You get it?
Comments
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The beat changes a little too often, and it's hard to really flow, but I love the direction you are going in, and I think with minor tweakage, it would be fantasmical!
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This was an existential journey into the philosophise of saxophonicwolf.
The rhyme and flow was ok and the topic made for an interesting read, well done
Cyber Artist
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