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Waking Up To a Beautiful Dream
Every dream is always the same, I escape to the stables, Looking for you, Holding you in my arms, A kiss softly on the lips. Falling on the hay. But that didn't happen, Because the hay was replaced, By a room in a mansion. As I look into your eyes, I hear you call my name, My name in this life. I realize this is no dream, But a memory where my name is the same. A past life with you. As I hear the alarm, you disappear. I wake up but not cursing, like many times before, Just remembering. I remember you from another time. It is no longer a dream. This is a memory, a past life. Friends sense it, dragging me to a club. To help me get over this rut, I'm in. Not realizing that nothing but time will heal me. A broken heart from another time. I see someone standing, Staring at me with her hand over her heart. I walk towards her as tears fall from my eyes. It's you as I lightly touched her face, calling her name. You look into my eyes, telling me, I have traveled centuries to find you, I'm not letting you go this time, my love. They can't stop us anymore. Then you lightly kiss my lips, That I waited a century for.
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