We are all just
Clouds in the sky of life
Fighting, drifting.
Spectators of battle
With wars in our hearts
Sparring, shifting.
We are all just
Lovers in the garden of lies
Angry, elated.
Trying to put things together
With torn hopeless souls
Destined, fated.
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Daydreams
Poetry"Maybe all of us are characters in the same story, waiting for the epilogue." Wanderings. All images are original.
