The CURE

"Snow in summer"

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Some lines from Bare that I've adapted.

Long, Long were the nights that I layed awake,
  when I thought of all I've lost.
And all the days that I've dreamn away,
  now those days are all gone.    
How blindly I wept, I sang, I laught and I love.
When all there ever was is a false reality of my foolish hopes.
Every morining I wake to find the dreams passed into oblivian, 
  and how my eyes hurts to open to the bright light of reality.
But I still return each night to dream those unrealised dreams,
  of what never was.
Even when I know that they will never be,
  They shall never end, 
they shall forever comfort and protect me from this world.
                                             -False Poet