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I've been gifted with the curse to wield a black skin In a society where dreams metamorphosize to nightmares Boarding a taxi of unfulfilled dreams Dancing around the edge of a razer blade Misery and pain kiss my dreams As they all queue to take turns on me like humans on ATM Hope disappears like **** in a fan firm And my head is stuck between the pace of my legs Achievementphobia strikes like cholera And anguish jets on souls like ebola With millions of dead dreams and thousands hospitalized Today I will pack my Shattered dream And move on with the littlest crumbs of hope in me To journey through valleys, mountains and ocean That I may find a place for my dream somewhere . ©️Drunk_poet
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May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 9:36 PM UTC
No place for my dream
I've been gifted with the curse to wield a black skin In a society where dreams metamorphosize to nightmares Boarding a taxi of unfulfilled dreams Dancing around the edge of a razer blade Misery and pain kiss my dreams As they all queue to take turns on me like humans on ATM Hope disappears like **** in a fan firm And my head is stuck between the pace of my legs Achievementphobia strikes like cholera And anguish jets on souls like ebola With millions of dead dreams and thousands hospitalized Today I will pack my Shattered dream And move on with the littlest crumbs of hope in me To journey through valleys, mountains and ocean That I may find a place for my dream somewhere . ©️Drunk_poet
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May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 9:36 PM UTC
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