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I had this dream the other night in a dark blue gradient surrounding, you and me statued In center Staring deeply into each soul, no sound no voice but a warm light glaring on us Stares got deeper it somehow felt real Two palpitating hearts could be heard Sweats could not be stopped Blood rushing from both cheeks are seen This intimacy is what I'm feeling This fleeting moment is what I've been wishing Yet something odd made me woke from this sad nap As you bow down, You powerfully tore one of my knee As though you're the karate kid that Jackie chan trained and I was the wood which he asked you to break I cried the hell out loudly Literally screamed And knocked out Right then I knew how this is really just a heartbreaking, nerve wracking, and depressing dream. For reality speaking, all you ever broke is not my knee but the whole part of being me.
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Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 2:04 AM UTC
A dream about my knee
I had this dream the other night in a dark blue gradient surrounding, you and me statued In center Staring deeply into each soul, no sound no voice but a warm light glaring on us Stares got deeper it somehow felt real Two palpitating hearts could be heard Sweats could not be stopped Blood rushing from both cheeks are seen This intimacy is what I'm feeling This fleeting moment is what I've been wishing Yet something odd made me woke from this sad nap As you bow down, You powerfully tore one of my knee As though you're the karate kid that Jackie chan trained and I was the wood which he asked you to break I cried the hell out loudly Literally screamed And knocked out Right then I knew how this is really just a heartbreaking, nerve wracking, and depressing dream. For reality speaking, all you ever broke is not my knee but the whole part of being me.
kem-ann
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Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 2:04 AM UTC
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