An Illusion of a Dream.
As I stood upon that lonely hill that nigth
I stared at the sky wondering why she had
left me, left me in the dark, left me confused
to my own demise. I began to wonder if the
reality i was living was real or just a
mere nigthmare of a dream gone wrong.Slowly
I turn around never to look down to the
corpse of my former self and I began to
walk away into the shadows to seek shelter
for my shattered heart. I began to walk the
lonely path, the path which no other dares
to travel and in the deed of the nigth I
saw shadows moving around me whispering to
join them in their dance to dance in a
Illusion of a dream of what love could
be, perhaps is a dream of things that can
not be.
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