Storms In My Dreams

A whisper in the dark,

Floating on an agonized moan,

Vicious pain flaring across,

Breaking my feeble scorn.

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The cessation of reality spins,

Sparks of endurance fade.

Revolving crowns of fallen kings,

Seem to rule my world just made.

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Blunders made in high disguise,

Fly in skies of no demise.

Looking for paths deem useless,

Leaving me so utterly helpless.

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When, from the sky,

The stars fall disgracefully,

The rain conceals sins,

The moons take a turn surreally,

I realise too late that I am dreaming,

An illusion I have, in eyes so blind,

Of you; the tempest in my mind.