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D r e a m s
hold on fast to dreams
for if dreams fly,
life would be a broken wing


hold on fast to dreams
for if dreams go
life would be a broken snow

I am happy that I have you
it does not matter if all
of this will shatter

nothing lasts forever
and I'm praying that we are
staying together.

1988
the best thing about childhood is the
belief in never-ending fairy tales
and dreams. as we grow older,
it fades into thin air because we're
too busy with our mundane
existence. however, we must
continue to believe...
dreams fade like a worn out photograph
amusing the dreamer for a stolen glitch
a joy of fleeting time, a short stay
only to regress to another dream, a waste

dreams subterfuge humanity
the faithful die believing its uncertainty
its hand kills the truth in  love and loyalty
dishonesty awakens the snout of the unworthy

dreams raze the dazzled heart
enslaving the players to idiocy
creating mediocricy to the wobbly soul
so naked, so bare in its infancy

09.16.2003
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