dreams disguised
Dreams, wearing a mask
Becoming nightmares for which I didn’t ask
but they bring comfort, crazy as it is
Because they let me be with people who I deeply miss
I hope for the nightmares to hunt me
For I know it’s the only way to see
Those two people who I deeply love
Who are watching me from above.
But the clouds darken above my head
Reminding me of things I could never forget
Becoming nightmares for which I didn’t ask
but they bring comfort, crazy as it is
Because they let me be with people who I deeply miss
I hope for the nightmares to hunt me
For I know it’s the only way to see
Those two people who I deeply love
Who are watching me from above.
But the clouds darken above my head
Reminding me of things I could never forget
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| Auteur: Leylana | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 maart 2015 | ||
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