Tuesday, June 11, 2013

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It breaks my heart to shut you down,
It breaks my heart to sleep,
As I would drift into another dimension...
What if the eight hours are real. and this is but a sweet nightmare?

It breaks my heart to think beyond tomorrow,
It breaks my heart to imagine life as a whole,
As I could sail into the unknown and so could you...
What if the present is real, and yet not cogent enough to carry on?

It breaks my heart every second moment,
Yet your smile makes me live without worry
If only for the little instants of bliss...
What if only the happiness is true, and the rest only the mundane price?

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