Colorless
This eternity is killing me
Sleeping lets time pass
Still no dreams, only a clear canvas
Waiting the touch of a line, a shape, by my hand
I lost colors throughout the day
Left with white
Picturing a dream I can only see
Lost by the stage of awakening
If I sleep and not in the least wake up
Will I be capable of retrieving my colors and paint a sublime dream?
I don't mind, I have the time
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