Crashing Dreams

I dream of a dream
that breaks my heart.
I live of a life
that has no value.

Crashing dreams,
broken hearts,
that used to be me,
but now I part.

A life thats ahead,
and make it rare,
not afraid of anything,
want to live instead..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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