dreams drop themselves
on our lazy heads
on pillows and fortresses
of mayhem
we gather them carelessly
as if they could be
sold for cheap
then sudden pain appears
we wonder where
the dreams
have fallen into
as we reap
the neglect of self respect
bringing us to
fears, tears
where is my dream
where is my hope
as I wait in
desperate
panic
grasping nothing
alone
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