Walking through a dream,
Searching for a smile.
Stone faces meet my gaze,
Icicle tears hung from the sockets,
Piercing and sharp,
Unmelting in the soil of unplowed souls.
Frowns like clockwork,
Hang on the walls,
Predictable at all hours:
A colorless and aimless precision.
Searching for a smile,
In an unwanted dream,
Hearing a gloomy forecast.
Do I want to wake up?
I will find my smile,
In the unwanted dream,
Before its time is through.
Searching for a smile.
Stone faces meet my gaze,
Icicle tears hung from the sockets,
Piercing and sharp,
Unmelting in the soil of unplowed souls.
Frowns like clockwork,
Hang on the walls,
Predictable at all hours:
A colorless and aimless precision.
Searching for a smile,
In an unwanted dream,
Hearing a gloomy forecast.
Do I want to wake up?
I will find my smile,
In the unwanted dream,
Before its time is through.
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