dreams and reality
I had these dreams, dreams of you and I
I watched them grow, I cried when they died
Dreams so beautiful and yet dreams so unreal
They made me believe, they made me feel
Than along came reality and made me wake up
I awoke so hard, was, like a blow to my gut
They say in dreams we should believe
Well I refuse; look what dreams have done to me
Its reality that will only in the end be true
Moreover, its reality that took my dreams of you
"was'nt long after I wrote this poem, I told myself, that if I stop dreaming, I may as well stop living, always dream"
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