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Seeking fantasia's utopia
Fine shards of glasses
tattooed on cut arms
shrapnel from life battles
tears scarred heart
dewy eyes looked towards the sky
seeking flight in the mind
towards crescent moon beyond the sun
a little utopia in fantasia
there was no resounding echo
no one whispered back
words stuck on cracks
of stunted memories
they refused to let go
thorns and barbs
clutching hard the thoughts
making it go in circles
there was no surcease
nothing mattered
except to feel comfortable
enough to lie on a hard bed
tattooed on cut arms
shrapnel from life battles
tears scarred heart
dewy eyes looked towards the sky
seeking flight in the mind
towards crescent moon beyond the sun
a little utopia in fantasia
there was no resounding echo
no one whispered back
words stuck on cracks
of stunted memories
they refused to let go
thorns and barbs
clutching hard the thoughts
making it go in circles
there was no surcease
nothing mattered
except to feel comfortable
enough to lie on a hard bed
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