Sometimes I dream in black and white
where everything has to be one or the other.
Sometimes I dream of sun and moon,
painting the sky with their light and darkness,
where one must be awake or asleep.
Sometimes I dream of angels and demons,
singing tears and speaking silence,
where no one is safe.
Sometimes I dream of helium and gravity,
each word either rising or falling ,
where no one stands still.
Sometimes I dream of love and hate,
lies sweetened with silver lining,
where one must never make a mistake.
Sometimes I dream of pencil and paper,
voices spinning into images,
where one can never go wrong.
Sometimes I dream in black and white
where no one is who they seem.
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