© Open eyes and still dreams or eerie sky's.
a bottomless pit that rots the mind
As endless sights come into view
we're worlds apart an alternate reality.
a crooked clock on broken wings
its tears of glass will pierce the seams.
Reversed in time as time falls forward we dream to fly but fall in dreams.
Eclipsed by shadows as the day light fades do you trust your mind as it slips away?
Were just a negative photograph through a broken lens
not picture perfect but torn apart at its ends.
it’s who we are its how we feel who are you to tell us what is real were all mad here.
Jan 13, 2013
Jan 13, 2013 at 2:09 AM UTC
© Open eyes and still dreams or eerie sky's.
a bottomless pit that rots the mind
As endless sights come into view
we're worlds apart an alternate reality.
a crooked clock on broken wings
its tears of glass will pierce the seams.
Reversed in time as time falls forward we dream to fly but fall in dreams.
Eclipsed by shadows as the day light fades do you trust your mind as it slips away?
Were just a negative photograph through a broken lens
not picture perfect but torn apart at its ends.
it’s who we are its how we feel who are you to tell us what is real were all mad here.
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