dreams of survival are all that I possess

dreams of survival are all that I possess,
as reality beckons me with a smile of grief,

I slip in to my own world of dreams,
haunting me all way long through the nights,

they wake up the moment I sleep,
always by my side until I weep,

end the pain of separation in a handful of tears,
tears that refresh the lost memories of her,
memories that unfold my heart and then break it.

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