Poetry · Spoken Word · Tuesday Thoughts

While we dream

Someone out there is weaving a quilt to hide under, become the protector you thought was right.
And some else is trying to get out of imprisoning their mind, that they will never be more.
Somewhere a heart breaks, and healed over time.
Words are said and never meant no matter how much the one they are being said to thinks so.
And soon you’ll be that person too.
So, while we dream, we should be aware of our sanity.
Cause dreams are spices od insanity unless they are made into reality.

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