Just got up from a bad dream..
Little tensed, little worried,
Few sweat drops on my forehead…
And those tensed red eyes…
Not sure, if this is real, Or “that” was real….?
And if this is real, is this any better then “that real”?
Is this what I wanted..?
Is that what I have been fighting so far?
You can’t be my dream…
You can’t be my life…
You don’t even exist,
Caz, you, are a dream !
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Literary just got out of scary dream.
n felt like uploading a picture..
n writing something random…
This is what it came through !
🙂
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