dreams, you damned things

Dreams, you damned things.

How you twist reality from desires.
Those who have passed on, appear strong and happy, conversing and relating to our daily lives in those illusions.
Those who harm us, vanish from sight and disappear in that state.

Yet when you wake, tears fall to soak the pillows.
Those who are gone, are gone forever.
Sadness prevails.

Dreams, you damned things.

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