wake up every night,
knowing there's no sunshine in my eyes.
read across your pages,
and see there is no lies.
into dreams unfold beliefs,
hoping those breaths were awake in reality
and never finished bridges,
were asleep in our actuality.
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how i do.
natural form. completely comfortable.
when i do what i do.
today's my spiritual journey.
- sleepsweeper
- here and there.
- this is all beyond me. writing purely as a reflection. restricting myself with words, expressing myself fully. and i write music, too.
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