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Stay in me, and die with me
Pollyester dreams
Synthetic…pathetic
A frustrated self, isolated by apathy
A serendipitous door to understanding
Above it was marked poetry
The key of empathy, opening the lock of apathy
The heart in wonder when it wandered through
Thoughts and words ensued
They struggled to keep up
Blocking the path; laid trickery
And at his side was mockery
The heart recognized
Synthetic Dreams...
This poetic facade,
Formed spider webbed cracks
And shattered upon…
These Pollyester dreams
A Humiliated heart...leaving a trail
With droplets of grief
Doubt soon found out
Synthetic Dreams...
Lunacy then spoke; "Return to lay down-for my altar of hate"
"Detests you and your...Pollyester Dreams"
"Why do you run; tis only a dream?"
"All who dare dream; I'll seek and destroy!"
"Sleepwalkers and daydreamers"
"You have been warned!"
The door marked "Poetry"
An ethereal facade...revocable by disillusion
This rhapsodic verse...evanesced with disdain
Prompted by ennui
And repugnance of the mind
Found an escape...
Pollyester Dreams...
A new fabrication; a gossamer facade...
Appropriated for the heart
Which apathy could not dispirit
Pollyester Dreams...
Although synthetic, pathetic no more
Pollyester Dreams...
Disenchanted cobwebs
That adheres to the heart
Synthetic Dreams...
While journeying through
The cosmic catacombs...
Of a Pollyester Mind
Pollyester Dreams...
No More...
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