The need to make something
That doesn't need to be
The desire to paint the world
But without a single brush
That part inside that screams
"Make this a reality"
While deep down
You know its all a dream
That you wont ever awaken from
A memory that never happened
A trick of the mind
And a pull on the heartstrings
Join me in the weeping cry
Of lost souls who shed tears
By the light of the forlorn stars
But stand like mountains of confidence
In the blazing daylight
Fear them who know the sun
Forgive them who love the moon
Fight them who tell you to follow your dream
But mock your every step
In this beautiful self abuse
That is our unfathomable existence.
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