They light up in the sky, but in my heart they die.
They are my dreams.
They sparkle my eye, with a tear they drop by.
They are my dreams.
They give me a real high, when they shatter i just cry.
They are my dreams.
They give me wings to fly, then by others they are tied.
They are my dreams.
I just wanna ask the question why, to them i always lie.
They are my dreams.
But now no more sigh, I'll give it another try.
After all, they are MY DREAMS!!!
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3 comments:
Really dreams are what drives us all,they bring out reasons from even the most nonsense situations.
They give us reason to pursue certain things and even not to pursue somethings.
But i prefer to dream with eyes closed.
ok :) with this... I have read all your entries. I am glad that i haven't wasted my time. good work :) You write well
Thanks a lot...Miles to go :)
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