a stranger to you and yours alone;
you won't find me in the dark
corners of a room, the places in
your mind reserved. such stark
walls we've painted with our
dreams, and how the colours
run and the shadows fall
just so.
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i, you, am, i, not, me
you, are, i, am, not, me
am, you, not, i, but me?
i, not, you, am, i, me?
not, me, but, you, are
me, am, not, i, but, are
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we are the victims of opportunity.
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why is it that the sum and difference of
dreams vs. reality must never equal?
i want to live my simple hopes;
bring colour to these grey skies.
and on windswept plains and in
eyes as blue as the ocean that i've left
will i find you?
6 comments:
i need to talk about everything
something
anything
or maybe i just need to listen...
maybe we all just need to listen
we are
who we are
who we are not.
I DONT LIKE TO capitalize
BUT SOMETIMES I DO
I DONT LIKE TO punctuate
But sometimes I do.
I DO LIKE TO speel correctly, or else i just feel like an idiot.
dreams are what we live for
reality is what we live through
the sum of dreams and reality is
compromise
dreams are... what we hope for
reality is what we must deal with
I want no compromise
let me keep my dreams, separate from reality
elst
I will have no dreams and
can have nothing to live for
ok. my mind is sufficiently blown. you may all go back to your days' while i sit here in awe at the brilliance that reads this thing. i would very much like to know what face is hiding without a name. credit is due, and i'd like it recognized. as for my mom, well her words speak quite clearly for her.
maybe you don't want everyone else to know who you are, but i'd love to know who is writing these wonderful words.
thank you very much. you have no idea how much these things mean to me.
and you
with your words
spinning webs
that catch us
and fill us with light
reflecting back
to your words
and the music
of your words
and ours
make one song
a harmony
that began
with your words
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