Naive Dream
Life is like a dream,
Too short to live to the full.
Yet too long,
for the suffering is too great.
And I'm naive to be awake.
The girl of my dream,
No longer exist.
No more than the name,
Carved on the cold gravestone.
And I'm naive to be here.
Roses covered the shrine floor,
Beautiful and frail.
Just like your truncated life,
That made its place in my head.
And I'm naive to be alive.
So much sorrow fills the world.
So much emptiness and pain,
In this lonely nightmare.
Which you no longer care.
And I'm naive to continue.
The remnant of me without you,
Has made this naive world worthless.
By: Apocalypse Spirit
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