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Wednesday, October 2, 2013

To dream

I dreamt of who I could be;
I dreamt of what was to come.

Oh, all those petty childhood dreams
Back when I thought I could be anyone

See childhood taught me from the start,
You can do whatever you want with your heart.
But I could not revive people with my tears;
And that was all
I'd ever feared.

I dreamt all the movies were real;
I dreamt broken hearts would always heal.

I dreamt I could love and never get hurt;
I dreamt I would always win when I did the work.

But in a few years,
I would get older,
And so then my heart
would slowly grow colder

Oh, all those petty childhood dreams
Were maybe not so hopeful
as they once seemed.

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