Haunting Dreams
You still haunt my dreams.You walk them as if they're your own.
You turn my nightmares into rain drops.
My dreams into fears
And I've yet to ask
Isn't it enough for you?
To haunt my every move.
To walk my mind as if its yours.
To steal my pen
And my paper
And wright your own words.
Is it not enough?
To steal the air from my lungs.
Use it to play your guitar.
Strum the beat of my heart.
Leave me asking.
Was it not enough?
To walk my life
But now you haunt my dreams too.
Walk them while I'm awake.
You take so much.
How long must I be haunted by you?
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