Lost in a world of pagan dreams,
of the wonderful,
and terrible,
fairytale things.
Blissfully unaware of the usual things,
spending my time thinking of dreams.
Of things that were,
that could have been,
and what I hope,
will never happen again.
By keeping my mind busy,
and giving it plenty to dream.
i won't have to worry
about remembering the sad things.
In dreams,
or in thoughts.
These things,
my life has brought.
Surviving by forgetting,
a habit self taught.
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