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End the day, let sunset come...
Bring on darkness, let the light be done.
Allow me to fall into nights slumber.
To let dreams fly; I'm going under.
A world as secret as hearts' desires.
A world of truth, forbid the lairs.
But dawn must come, and morning break,
we end the dream for livings' sake.
The sun brings sadness upon my dreams,
as I lean towards awake, the rip at the seams.
Oh, how I wish for the light to recede,
That way, I got to my world, safe, to dream.
- Title: Dreams.
- Artist: Vexora
- Description: I wrote this about a while ago, it's just how sometimes life seems somewhat boring, and dreaming and fantasizing about something/someone else is much better than facing the real world.
- Date: 03/19/2009
- Tags: dreams
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Comments (1 Comments)
- TheNewCrayolaCrayon - 03/21/2009
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True, but you can't control real life. It's spontaneous. There are unexpected joys in real life. Like love or kids. Kids can be unexpectedly funny. "Life throws surprises at you," and all that. You can dream of falling in love with a rich prince and fall totally in love with a bad writer or a struggling mechanic.
This is awesome, by the way. I give you a 5. - Report As Spam
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