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A Void Where my Dreams Escape to
Ever have those days,
Where everything is siphoned away?
Ideas, thoughts, ambitions,
Even passions wither and fade.
Blow a wish on a Dandelion,
Only to have the seeds return;
Shattering all hope of being pulled out,
Of the hole you're left in to burn.
My thoughts are pushed away,
Drained into a void.
There isn't a thing I can do,
To fight off this annoyance.
My Green Lantern ring is dead,
All will power lost from my head.
I need to find a way,
To defeat the emptiness.
No, I'm not insane,
At least not anymore than anyone else.
No, I'm only having an uninspiring day,
Which for me, is the Ninth Circle of Hell.
Where everything is siphoned away?
Ideas, thoughts, ambitions,
Even passions wither and fade.
Blow a wish on a Dandelion,
Only to have the seeds return;
Shattering all hope of being pulled out,
Of the hole you're left in to burn.
My thoughts are pushed away,
Drained into a void.
There isn't a thing I can do,
To fight off this annoyance.
My Green Lantern ring is dead,
All will power lost from my head.
I need to find a way,
To defeat the emptiness.
No, I'm not insane,
At least not anymore than anyone else.
No, I'm only having an uninspiring day,
Which for me, is the Ninth Circle of Hell.
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