Dreams
When I dream of sweet things,
Of castles and of wings.
Where I believe in fairytales,
As I walk down the trails.
Where you don't stress,
those mundane things.
Where secerts are uncovered,
Underneath the stars.
But dreams are dreams,
They won't come true.
Not for me or for you.
They stay dreams to keep us safe,
from a horrible fate.
Why make a fuss,
When it would hurt so much.
Keep those dreams that set u free,
The ones of you and of me.
Of castles and of wings.
Where I believe in fairytales,
As I walk down the trails.
Where you don't stress,
those mundane things.
Where secerts are uncovered,
Underneath the stars.
But dreams are dreams,
They won't come true.
Not for me or for you.
They stay dreams to keep us safe,
from a horrible fate.
Why make a fuss,
When it would hurt so much.
Keep those dreams that set u free,
The ones of you and of me.
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