Dreams and Nightmares
Isn't it curious
How we always become trapped
In our own nightmares?
Only the nightmares...
Its the sweet dreams,
So hard to come by,
That are clutched to,
But slip away
All the faster for it,
Force us all the faster
To open our eyes
To a different kind
Of nightmare...
Maybe that's why
I try so hard
Not to tell you
Exactly how beautiful
You are...
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