Dreams

by enfant du tordu chagrin   Jul 25, 2005


Dreams are evil, asleep and awake
While asleep they are just fake
When awake they give you hope
But once torn away, you wish for a rope
Dreams hurt, both old and new
Some of mine hurt, especially of you
Pain is all they seem to cause
Is this the way it always was?

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