The reverie I dream of
Is a sleep beyond the flow of time
To see black like holes in a memory
To speak with a broken throat
To hear with empty holes in my head
For me paradise is simple
To never feel again
The hurt will invade my thoughts
The pain will almost numb every nerve
No more
The feeling can't seep from my pores
This world can't damage me anymore
Harsh realities I can't implore
I can't know what the bastards have in store
Are you confused?
Consider this muse
No more misuse
No more abuse
Not when I'm dead
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