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Dream Girl


I have late night conversations with the moon 

She tells me about the sun

And I tell her about you 

What we used to do underneath her other half 

And during her time when we went our different paths 

As the sun sets and the moon begins to rise 

I can start to see the beauty that lays within your eyes 

Something I can’t see under the golden rays 

Like when the sun is up your beauty goes away 

When the moon is out you seem perfect 

But when the sun is up you say it’s not working 

So as I wave goodbye to you in my dream 

I wake up to the pain that it isn’t what it seems 

So until then I Bid you ado 

Until I sleep again and I dream about you. 

 
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AwayWithWords
<p>that opening is fire!!!</p>

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