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Crazy Dream
I sat on the bed and greeted my friend that I miss, And she eased slowly my way to give me a kiss. I quickly moved hoping that she would miss I closed my eyes clutching the sheets in my fist. Wake up! Wake up! Is this what it seem. Wake up! Wake up! This must be a dream. We're sitting on the sofa watching T.V, When I notice her eyes were focus on me. Pure passion in her eyes was all I can see, As our lips met I wondered, can this be. Wake up! Wake up! Is this what it seem. Wake up! Wake up! This must be a dream. Coming back from war, I entered my house, Standing there she was, as quiet as a mouse. It was my friend, who was also my spouse, Greeting me with a hug, and a kiss on the mouth. Wake up! Wake up! Is this what it seem. Wake up! Wake up! This must be a dream. Now I’m awoke, and thinking crazy things about a friend, Memories attacked me, about what could of happened back then. I had to be young, maybe nine or ten. I dosed off, and the dreams came to haunt me again. WAKE UP! WAKE UP! Is this what it seem. WAKE UP! WAKE UP! This must be a dream.
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