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Stab my eyes I don’t want to see anymore I want a dark black canvas Where I can paint my own world Using my minds brush Dipped and dripping with creativity A clear and cool world One that makes it easier to breath When I close my eyes All I have to do is be still The only worry I have When my eyes open A collage of problems form Tensing up my body Stab my eyes With eyes shut You are God You create your world No pain No problems Just a dream A dream is not a reality A dream is a vision A vision of what it could be Until I am forced to open these windows And let in the harshness of the world Stab my eyes
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Nov 30, 2010
Nov 30, 2010 at 5:08 AM UTC
A Dream Is Not A Reality
Stab my eyes I don’t want to see anymore I want a dark black canvas Where I can paint my own world Using my minds brush Dipped and dripping with creativity A clear and cool world One that makes it easier to breath When I close my eyes All I have to do is be still The only worry I have When my eyes open A collage of problems form Tensing up my body Stab my eyes With eyes shut You are God You create your world No pain No problems Just a dream A dream is not a reality A dream is a vision A vision of what it could be Until I am forced to open these windows And let in the harshness of the world Stab my eyes
©2010 Paul Celano "Have you ever wanted to just stay in your own mind?"
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Nov 30, 2010
Nov 30, 2010 at 5:08 AM UTC
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