Where clouds can go unspoken.
Where raindrops fall with a sudden sound of screaming.
Where only sunshine blocks the view of flowers,
and you find me there waiting.
To hold you upon stars thinking,
what do dreams hold inside their own heads?
The invisible nightscape blanketing itself upon us.
To whisper lullabies in our ears,
as blackness paints a picture on our blue eyes.
Forever we hold each other tight,
forgiving sins casted upon shadowns of our past.
Opening windows to a metal door locked away from insanity.
The blue moons from years ago trap themselves inside us.
To hold the star amungst an audience on trial for disappearing that day.
The rain falls like acid,
Screaming something imaginary-
unfamiliar-
Locking us away in a grey room,
where we scratch the walls with claws like raving monsters.
Only reveal a purple glass staring into our hopes.
To shatter the glass, you shatter the dreams.
And the world could come crashing before our white eyes, dancing with a hint of black.
Immortality-
Such Hell in my eyes,
We'd rather sink to disappearing skies.
Holding life with our dusty fingers.
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Submission Name: Imaginary Life
