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i wrote this about a dream. |
| The smell of ignorance The wall of glass showed the eerie glow of midnight Faces wondered without any care We laugh together Reality’s presence is lost Words of pain washed away Only questions remain Our eyes ached But we were alive Out the window was a dark gray cloud Ripping up the ground it roared It was still faint Closer and closer No one moved My heart crept up my throat Beating and beating I ran to the bathroom Clung to the bathtub The coldness against my cheek Eyes shut tight The outcry of the cloud grew near For sure it was the end No ones here The noise faded No turmoil The trees did not sway Everyone was still in place Smiles still pasted to their faces No distress filled the air Just the smell of ignorance |