Dreams of Reality

my broken black wings inter-crossed with roses
brings up a dream that really
i m p o s e s
imposes the thoughts of little sharp things
but why would i do that?
p a i n
is not my thing
it's for the detail and
'point
      of
         proof'
that all things must end in a dispute
to have the proof that this is
r e a l
it's just like giving you my heart
that must be sealed
for you're the one who keeps it
beating. . .
i hope you hear me
i  am  still  breathing
back to the point that this was all a
d r e a m
please come heal my broken black
w
 i
   n
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