A Dreamer
It’s over like over the mountain
No turning back, the fall may hurt I could die,But taking that step is a must.
My rainy dream just got convince by a new sun
Dried up all my raindrops turn my night around.
Still a daydream covered my window so I stay asleep,Maybe it’s the fear of morning.
What would it bring?
The unseen worries my eyes.
A third eye, I the first eye.
I’m closed dreaming about yesterday’s rain and how good it felt to be wet.
You were right also about the rain, my rain and about the dream, my dream,
No matter how much I dream I will always awake to reality.
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