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How should I feel, inside this world mixed with Real? Bliss a film, shown in clarity. I awake alive, energised; the myth Nonsensical and detail lost from me. Wait, yes! I recall: desired does fall, Pushed by evil - a screaming, grating laugh Must've flown mid-air to catch the angel Delicate face is a framed photograph. I repeat: wake into same misery Acne-shelled face shows ugly emotion Passion disperses to reality. Scared, upset, lost, lonely and not trying. Dreams: what better way to play out unachievable feats Than to lie to the conscious mind, and lull one's self to sleep
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May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 12:17 PM UTC
Dreamed Sonnet
How should I feel, inside this world mixed with Real? Bliss a film, shown in clarity. I awake alive, energised; the myth Nonsensical and detail lost from me. Wait, yes! I recall: desired does fall, Pushed by evil - a screaming, grating laugh Must've flown mid-air to catch the angel Delicate face is a framed photograph. I repeat: wake into same misery Acne-shelled face shows ugly emotion Passion disperses to reality. Scared, upset, lost, lonely and not trying. Dreams: what better way to play out unachievable feats Than to lie to the conscious mind, and lull one's self to sleep
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May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 12:17 PM UTC
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