Grey mists,
Swirling round,
Hiding horrors,
Disguising fears.
Bright lights,
Gay colors,
Highlighting joys
And showing wonders.
Many shades of
Washed-out blue,
Dark and chilling,
Unveiling a thousand
Regrets.
these are the types of dreams we usually have, I think/
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I loved it. I eagerly read
I loved it. I eagerly read through, each line pulling me on to read the next. And then, you ended with regret. I was surprised, and a bit shocked, but when I read your note, I understood; although the rest of it was so beautiful, I didn't want to end with regretfulness. It was wonderful, though!
My dreams are often like
My dreams are often like this, too. Great imagery!
I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.