Allow me to dream for
that’s all I have. No one to see nor to hear me. You can’t possibly know what
it is to be me. How could you? You’re Mrs. Right while I am just alone in the
dark left with my demons to desperately trying to live without a reason to play
but yet isn’t that the reason all together. Without consequence can’t I fly. So
hard to see. If I am dark then light me up and take me away.
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