Dream's End
The green dream of bliss
Is now swiftly going amiss,
As a harsh reality looms in
To tear me apart from within.
Rejection rests at the tip of her tongue
As our bond still remains too young,
Eternal bliss I will never seem to receive
From her beautiful soul that I cannot deceive.
The blinding light of hope shall burn me out,
Now everything is swiftly going South
To the surface of the finale of my dreams
It cannot happen as it obviously seems.
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