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mere dreams

awoke I walk thru the steam
arisen from the crux of invisibility
three weeks mere three weeks
that's all that's left
i alone
told in a dream

i'twas more than darkness
passing beyond my eye
beauty swaying (be)for(e) me
me holding {on}
i'd never let you die

°
honey crisp of apple
hung out in sweet disguise
do i
awaken
dare not awaken

ripened
bits left to bite
fortunes bled
onto my tongue
swallowed with my pride

thoughts swirl
with a call to battle
bruised
we all blush the same
fortaken not mistaken
screams call out your name
Written by JusTim_
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