Distant Dreams
In the lonely
hour of dawn,
beneath a frosted
salt and pepper sky,
silent tears flow,
staining a heart
with perpetual pain.
Comfort and understanding
hide behind tricky emotions
and walls built of fear.
Yet, a heart, pitiful and broken,
still beats on locked doors,
hoping love will answer
the desperate plea
of distant dreams.
hour of dawn,
beneath a frosted
salt and pepper sky,
silent tears flow,
staining a heart
with perpetual pain.
Comfort and understanding
hide behind tricky emotions
and walls built of fear.
Yet, a heart, pitiful and broken,
still beats on locked doors,
hoping love will answer
the desperate plea
of distant dreams.
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