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May 2017
Wake from your dream.

Depart that eternal isolation and open your eyes.

The world waits for you as you repeat your cycle .
"Come with me"
"I have much to show you"
He says as he shackles your feet to the ground
Trapped, you can only stare as the world turns to grey.
Mindless souls pass by as you cry out for help.
For they cannot hear you, consumed by their own cycle.
Indifferent to your lost soul.

She enters your sight in the distance.
An angel in this desolate place.
The world comes to life again.
As colors fill the evening sky

You beg him to unlock the shackles.
But just as quickly as she appears
she fades into the horizon.
Taking all the vibrancy of the world with her.
As this wasteland fades to darkness.

You grow weak.

Your eyes shut.

Pull her closer.
Embrace her in your arms.
Indulge in this love.
This blissful illusion.

Wishing it could last forever.

Watch as your shackles are removed
For this dream is better than the world.
This cruel world.
This indifferent world.
Written by
Lucas Kyle  26/M/Pittsburgh
(26/M/Pittsburgh)   
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