the very dream that you created
wisp after wisp,
vision after vision
crumbles...
to a million pieces...
The once sweet...
lies in smithereens
Past's sole glory
present's bitter pain
numbing
killing
reminding you time and again
of a cold icy failure
My hilltop house overlooking the sea where I let my feet and thoughts wander.
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nice! but you do know you are capable for much better, don't you?! : )
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