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Jan 2018
In the dark of the night,
when my soul becomes real,
Dancing in broken visions,
that only the dark can heal.
And my dreams,
wait here,
forever inside.

To feel your heart,
to touch your skin
slowly breathing
from within.
And my dreams,
wait here,
forever inside.

ItΒ΄s cold here now
and I suffer alone.
My throat, it burns,
IΒ΄m left to wonder how.
And my dreams,
wait here,
forever inside.

I canΒ΄t speak
I canΒ΄t think.
All these feelings,
make me weak.
And my dreams,
wait here,
forever inside.

What is left?
A drop of sorrow?
A tingle of happiness?
Or just a dream?
My dreams,
wait here,
forever inside.
This was mostly out of bored while listening to music that made me feel things.
Alexandra Meelan
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Alexandra Meelan  19/F
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