More Than Being Heard

They say that there's such a thing
 as dreaming too much about freedom.
The dreams I have, are my reality.
My inner-most thoughts and feelings.
The strokes of keys,
My tumbling thoughts.
Freedom is just another word,
But words are for more than being heard.
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Jacksonville by: Sufjan Stevens

Discolored Shapes

When you look back you don't see yourself,
You see problems, smells, and feelings.
The flowers are melting and wilting,
The books are burning from the inside out.
The letters dropping one by one,
Into a pile of discolored shapes
That will never form the same words twice.
Dreamers are believers,
That's how you buy into a dream.
 ---

Publish My Love by: Rogue Wave

Lines & Feelings

Things are weird.
Colors look like they've never before.
Was it that I saw them dull or neon,
Maybe I was happy, maybe I wasn't.
The breeze feels different and my room smells off.
The stench of you has gone away,
I smell like myself again.
Lavender, sandalwood, cotton.
My eyes have been stripped,
I only see lines and feelings.
What if my dreams aren't the problem.
...

–Wake Up : Motopony

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