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.