Lucid Dreams


There is no moment that is mine.

God willing, all I have is time.

There are no moves for me to make.

I think I am dreaming when I am awake.

Everything I am means nothing.

Lies are more becoming.




Poetry by Leila
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Written on 2013-03-12 at 07:55

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