Friday, May 17, 2013

Scattered Dreams

I had a dream, once
I sang my dream to the Ocean
I write that dram in dpth of Stone
I think my dream is Grand
and Vast
and Noble

Until I met Yours

My Dream scattered

Some vanish into the thin air
Some fell down to the ground

My words are dead
I cannot speak, nor sing
My eyes became blind
I cannot see beauty, nor uglyness

And I can't see my self
Draw near
To you
Entangled my Soul
with Yours

And forge no Dream
to our future
Because everything we live
and breath
is fragments
of the Dream

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