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Sitting in my room
Writting down crap
Unimportance,
nothing good
I drop my pen
Set down my book
Turn off the lights
I go to bed
I have a dream
Not any dream
Not a normal dream
A scary dream
Undiscribable dream
Confusing yet the best
I dont know why
I dont know how
It could be so perfect
Was it the plot
Te story
The place
The setting
The place
The people
It was only me and
No one else
Everywhere, and everything
Just you and me
Why was that so perfect
Just two friends,
Two buds, two pals
You amd me though,
Why?
Why did it have to be a dream
I know now why i had this dream,
The meaning and purpose
The reason, the message
The truth
Were not just two buds,
Two pals, just friends
But much more, way more
More than I could imagine
We are two people with a power
A power
A gift
There's no other word to explain it
Love...
Writting down crap
Unimportance,
nothing good
I drop my pen
Set down my book
Turn off the lights
I go to bed
I have a dream
Not any dream
Not a normal dream
A scary dream
Undiscribable dream
Confusing yet the best
I dont know why
I dont know how
It could be so perfect
Was it the plot
Te story
The place
The setting
The place
The people
It was only me and
No one else
Everywhere, and everything
Just you and me
Why was that so perfect
Just two friends,
Two buds, two pals
You amd me though,
Why?
Why did it have to be a dream
I know now why i had this dream,
The meaning and purpose
The reason, the message
The truth
Were not just two buds,
Two pals, just friends
But much more, way more
More than I could imagine
We are two people with a power
A power
A gift
There's no other word to explain it
Love...
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