Lucid Sky
Falling
Sweetly kissing, she
She
Living but dead
Truly she is
A bitter nightmare
That I can never kiss
But still my
Sweet, sweet dreams
Of blissful scars
A dream filled with me
And me
And me
And the delusions of we
Now I’m falling,
Falling back to the skies of reality.
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