Why is everybody so afraid to be lonely?
What is so terrifying about solidarity?
Daydreaming,
Till the lines between reality and fantasy,
get blurry.
There lays a world beyond anyone's sight,
In your mind,
Born to never see the light.
Except to shelter you from the horrors of tomorrow,
Where things just aren't right.
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Poetry"Maybe the purpose of life, Isn't a definite aim, But, to stumble upon a place, That numbs your pain" ✒Copyrights © 2017 to @LittleMissSunshinine of Wattpad. ✒*Highest rank - 10 in poetry on 6/6/17. * First Place Winner of...
