Dreams
Some dreams are made for seeing.
Others drift on by just like a feeling.
Dreams taunt me by the evening,
they mock me every morning I'm breathing.
I hope that when my time here is done,
at least I will have beaten one.
Others drift on by just like a feeling.
Dreams taunt me by the evening,
they mock me every morning I'm breathing.
I hope that when my time here is done,
at least I will have beaten one.
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