What does it take to solve the spoon,
To peel the hate within... it never was true.
I imagine your eyes walking on a street alone.
But lately it felt green to dream about such a place.
Of course reality is a mess and that's why i need to confess,
That something got at me so hard that i did drop the spoon.
It's wonderfull, so wonderfull to hear your voice.
To imagine, to dream, to touch, to feel something so strong.
If i'm dreaming please don't wake me up, because it feels good this side.
Where the golden ocean never end, where birds are allowed to talk...
You touch me in so many ways, way more that you can imagine,
That's why last night i kept on dropping the spoon. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
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