Digital drawing · poetry

Lyp 101.992

I dreamt of black,

where the white was nothing more,

the light entered last night.

where the white were of the eye,

which woke my spirit enough to know and get by.

A solemn voice spoke into the air where the dream that I dreamt.

Loved me,

never left me,

always gave me enough,

and asked me,

please wake up,

I need you beside me.

😛😜😗😍😍

©oam

®Artsydhude 97-18

™XENOphagz, XenoGrapx

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