Dreams to make thy alive, with a purpose,
however the canvas is paint
however vivid or abstract it is perceived
I heard your voice
and how clearly it has been illuminated upon my wall
I have been always living in a dream
constructed by false images
void and abandoned buildings in a forbidden city
took me too long to figure out
the perimeters that I have been engulfing
in the name of living my dream
I gave it all
Have it traded so that I wouldn't be alone
Now that I have my own island to keep
then I realize
How has it been twisted from my lenses
My source of simulation
constructions for castles in the air
...I have given them back to nature
she has decided not to be parasitic
No, these were all realizations
not plans nor executions
I do crave for you
I was once in your embrace
Let you begone
...and I'll chase after you once more
in forms that I could paint with
maybe with others that I've never came across even
I will come to you
p.s. I have been freed by patterns, routines
thus I've learnt to live and overcome - with a tad thick inch of
sincerity.
Thank you
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