My Dream Is To Chase My Dream
as on that place I stand
the tree is no more a tree
As for my case I did not understand
my mind I can't feel it is free
my dream is to chase my dream
tools are limited to play
the life's game is a strong stream
fools are dedicated to slay
one another , souls are to scream
all these people went astray
as on that face I stare
the man is no more a man
these redish eyes are full of scare
my heart has no other plan
than to type this feelings he could only dare
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