My dream*

by Anabel   Feb 25, 2006


Sadness did\'t exist,
Guys would just fall in love with one kiss,
Nobody was poor,
For every disease there was a cure,
Streets were made out of gold,
The whether wasnt to hot or cold,
Nobody ever had to go threw pain,
Sweet clear water would fall as rain,
It was to good to be true,
The sky looked like crystal blue,
But i had realize this wasnt a dream,
cause i pinch myself and nothing happend as it seem,
This has to be heaven,

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  • 18 years ago

    by *~vixen~*

    Really great! 5/5, keep up the good work.

  • 18 years ago

    by Anabel

    I like