i lay upon the dewy grass of a midsummer's night, awakening from my slumber
gazing upon the sleepy stars of nothingness
thinking empty thoughts of joy and sorrow
my eyes wide with amazement and curiosity
each breath timeless
the gentle breeze blowing over my bare skinned chest
lifting me higher
the night's atmosphere forms
the soothing sound of silence
with no regret of unspoken words
only the despair of forgotten thoughts
with darkness awaiting once more
there's nothing to be done
for only the one who finds peace within themselves
will know how to handle the near deathly rejection of the coldest soul
the ignorant decision of your only true loved one
will shatter your heart like a fragile piece of crystal
once beautiful, now broken
never give your heart to anyone<HR>
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