LET ME DREAM
LET ME DREAMI've neglected and regrettedAll this pain.And today was filled withSo much shame.I'm exhausted now, From all my thoughts.And I don't know howTo make things stop!But I have a trick, Up my sleeve.To make things pause, For 8 hours at least.It comes late, after the sunHas vanished.To the point were stars, Sparkle like magic.It's called a dream.My own little world, A place where people don't even exist.But the things I love are at my fingertips.It lets me run, for only a little while.Giving my life time to breathe.And handing me somethingI know I can keep.Just let me dream.
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