at times on where i do have some sleep in between the thinking on life; i caught love in the dreamland with my bare hand. that's why it slip away the moment i am awake.
poof. the angel appear in a black robe. i wonder - it should be white right?
i know deeply that i'm definitely lost. but i won't admit even to myself.
how so true to say that i'm awake yet being a dreamer 23/7. an hour for eating of course.
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