deserted dream
I want to drown in the eyes, but the desert won't let me sink in. I've been waiting for a lie, but each tear lets my heart scream from within. That rage lets me break the cage. I tried to fly, but scars won't let me spread my wings. So I drowned but never sank. Those brown deserts seem to shed, like a mirage but never felt like home."
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