Dead Dreams

It seems my heart
Is actually a graveyard
With overgrown grass
And headstones that are scarred

Here I laid
My dreams to rest
After failing for so long
To make any progress

I sealed these tombs
With walls of stone
And tried to forget
This tragic mausoleum

But when I buried
My aspirations
There was no room
For my pain to fit in

So I decided that
If I must keep this pain
That I might as well
Begin to dream again



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