My Poem was hurt and
fell out of placeRefer our silent vocabulary and rearrange every phrase
My Canvas is still a void replica of Yesterday
Paint my dreams
In your moody shades today
I'm successfully acting alive, as usual in Isolation
Let me sleep forever, In this Blissful Illusion
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