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This was a rant I wrote after reading the prompt... I think its a bit more depressing than what I should have been going for but, eh. It's free form. You have been warned!

Hearts and Hands
Of bands and grands-
How grand
Your dreams. Our dreams. He, she, you, me, we.
Collective dreamers-
Each
Every
Belittled and crushed. Struck down. Unwound. And yet rebound.
By those who-
(Love? Ha!)
Exploit, demand, control, and condole.
Us-
You. Me. I. We.
Whoever there may be.
Let them dream.
Let them wish.
Let them kiss.
Let them-
Oh why?
Now broken-
Unspoken
(Their) Dreams
Shattered, splattered. ‘Since when did they matter?’
Trampled.
Hearts still barely beating.
Voices still crying- shouting- pleading- conceding-
Gone…

A dream gone. A wish long forgotten seen in the eyes-
Their eyes-
Your eyes-
Mine too.
The eyes of the youth
(Tears of dreamers) creating their own ocean to cross.
Their cross
Their burden.
(Living For)
A dream
-A scheme-
A life lost.
Another gained-
Another to dream
To find truth.
To find themselves.