I sent a request to enter the magical sleeping land
I was rejected
Maybe there are no dreams for me
Or no hope to wake up the next day from my sleep
My mind is against me
It's not a fair battle
I miss us working together
Like a flower misses her bee in Winter days
Am I not a human
It's just every time I walk past a mirror
I see a reflection of nothing
Guess this what I've become
Or am
No flesh , no soul
Almost like the grave ate them all
©emmafare
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