Dreaming of a day,
when the skies would be blue
No dragons to slay,
when the skies would be blue
No dragons to slay,
All the promises would seem true
But promises are just illusions,
we create & live around.
Its just when they are broken,
Reality brings us back to the ground.
Can there be a situation,
Where i can make
these illusions my reality?
People would call me crazy
Should i care for them
is what i need to see.
After all what is reality?
Its what we acknowledge
and accept entirely. And if i refuse to accept
what others think is real.
I'll have a parallel universe
which would be surreal but true..
Its beautiful K very intense..keep writing
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