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Promised Dreams; Broken Seams
*Prose poetry*
Sandwiched between a question it seemed. A backwards truth that was really a lie. The world became what it always was. An empty vessel, just because. A world without voices fades away. There is never much sense in the words we say. From promised dreams to broken seams. Back to the start for me. While to the end of reality; can never be.
© SusanPS125
Sandwiched between a question it seemed. A backwards truth that was really a lie. The world became what it always was. An empty vessel, just because. A world without voices fades away. There is never much sense in the words we say. From promised dreams to broken seams. Back to the start for me. While to the end of reality; can never be.
© SusanPS125
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