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your eyes were closed

but you were staring at me

your dreams flowed into the rain

that washed down and killed the darkness.

it covered your world

like life was nothing but a bad dream.

a dream, one that lives

the door opens sometimes

but remains locked

when the lights turn on

and flow in

giving you raw reality.

you cover your eyes

but it moves your hands.

you try to stay;

you dont want to see

the frightning light

that kills hearts

and blocks your thoughts.

you try to keep your eyes close

but the light is too strong

and it grabs you in.

you reach for a hand

to hold on to

but they are all lifeless

and holding sharp souls

that can't escape.

your eyes are closed

but your looking at me

silently screaming

of a world far away

with soft hearts

and free love.

your fists hitting the hard air

as you try to breathe

but you cannot keep dreaming forever

and your tears

dry instantly

and the dream disapears

because the light

is too sore

for your eyes.



Justine Zingg

1/23/03