I am a dream
You have obtained
But never fully hold.
A wraith,
Desirable
Yet inscrutable to your eyes.
Died........
A thousand deaths
Bruised
Old soul covered by youths countenance
Tears
Shimmer n my midnight eyes
heartfelt and still pure.
Dreams of my own, separated motivations
that no longer exists or lingers.
You dream of me
I've dreamt ..........
The past collide with the present
To a future where I am never more.
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