The dreamer

It is my serenity

My escape when reality is too much to bare.

Freedom among that unexplainable

And you are the guide.


You guided me here,

To this vast wonderland of beauty.

You showed me imagination, creativity, divinity

But most of all you showed me love.


The Dreamer dreamed her dream

and it came true.


But what happens when my wonderland turns to ash?

Will you still love me?

Or leave me in the ruins of my decaying mind?

Left with nothing but a dream

Long Forgotten.


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