Tinted Thoughts
In all my dreams I dream of you
they're dimly lit with speckled blue
in moments that I hesitate,
breathing softly... stop... and wait.
With foggy head and crackling eyes
my room is filled with saddened sighs
Even as I dream my way
I know that here I mustn't stay
For dreamers die before their time
and lose themselves in simple rhymes.
So fight I may with all my might,
gripping fingers, bloodless, tight
to clear my way to the present day
with a weeping wish that I could stay
But hazy eyes must open wide
with knowledge of the things I hide
My day ahead still tinted blue
remaining always, thoughts of you...
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