Bad Dream

January 17, 2011
I am running in a constant circle
My fears are following close behind
As the moon reaches right to its peak
The wolf will start to cry

A dream yes just a dream
May never seem that clear
Yet somehow we will thrive
And move on past our fears.

My mirror is always fogged
The view is never clear
I’m searching for the answers
But I always fall in fear
Your words will pierce my heart
The damage might not be clear
But the abuse is clear
When I wake up with some tears

A dream yes just a dream
May never seem that clear
Yet somehow we will thrive
And move on past our fears.





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