| the darkest of dreams are those we hold close to our heart.................. in these hollow places we hide our pain...................................................... for once in a while a dream expires............................................................ under the crushing weight of possibilities............................................... and in the space it leaves a corpse.............................................................. of half forgotten fancies.................................................................................. our hearts are graveyards for broken dreams............................................... and fate has made us walking tombs........................................................... we bury ourselves alive inside..................................................................... and only the poppies above know of the beauty beneath............................. and only the poppies..................................................................................... |
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