Softly sleeping, smiling still
The you I know is holding tight
to the single grain of sand that didn't slip through.
I can see you, but
That same glass is
the same enemy, blocking up the world now too
sliding out of thoughts and dreams,
it's now infecting reality,
trapping you in a loop.
Circles and zeros are the same,
and so are you. I would not stand to see you fall,
so tell my legs I don't know where to stand.
If you cry, do your tears crack the glass?
Is it normal?
The only certain thing is sleep. After all, it's
been a long day, and who am I?
If the fruit is still bitter to the taste, it's my own fault,
for which I aimed the light in your face, with judge and jury.
For your faith, you took my poisoned dream to be true.
Where do apples come from? Zeros, circles.
You sleep to keep my peace, and it doesn't work
because your truth is made from my delusion.
There's everything and nothing that I can do, but know
I won't break upon the shore if you stand there.
I'll be waiting until you stand there...
To pass the time, I'll make the world beautiful -
Come out of my broken mirror, so I can show you.
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