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Tragic's Wake
Break The Silence
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Eyes open, seeing and I see you. Knowing what things you have done. Burned into my brain images of thoughts turned to ash. Lost moments, dreams stolen. The one who was and is not and shall never be. Not my loss, not a loss for me at all. Seeing the truth brings me to freedom. I must and will move. From pain to pain I dance till finally that glass is full and from there I shift to a new dream. A dream of joy uncorrupted. My path swept clean of the broken glass shards of lost love spread by those who thought they were for me. There is one for me, but she isn’t real, and I can’t make her real. Only one greater than myself can do that. It is not certain if it will happen. I shall drift about, till floating to a place where the winds allow me to rest, settle on the branches of discontent until a type of peace falls across me like a calm dusting of snow. Pale white and glistening in the light, diamonds of joy sparkle in a subdued light. This is what I see now. It is out there because it is in here. Both must be reality. I want no other dream than this.
