feelingless lying next to meaningless.
Bringing forth my hypocrite dream
that may seem as doom to dome us all
for we have no sight to see
Empty life next to hollow heart,
filled with a husk of a soul.
Dreamless nights turn to sleepless nightmares
Stars of fire shine on silk white skin
scaring flesh and crippling heart.
Lovely dream, I wish to feast with thee
upon my life full desire.
Nothing to see,
none to feel,
nill in my hands.
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