Life is but a dream
It's never really there
When you think you have it in you grasp
It dissapears into thin air
It can end so quickly
But it never seems real
For surely these feelings are too strong
A silent pain that can kill
Dreams are unpredictable
A never knowing end
Thay can last forever
And some never return again
You can't stop dreaming
Always hold on
Nightmares will always be there
But there is not one you can't over come
If you give up on your dreams
then what have you left?
Your pain? Your sorrow? Your grief?
A dream is a gift of the soul that is best kept
Ok read this once and then read it again but the second time instead of seeing "dream" adapt it to life, living etc..
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