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Dreamers believe.

My life is like looking through a glass,
Everything seems very unclear
Through everyone else’s eyes,
But to me feels real.
People see the fogginess’,
The fantasies I try to live in.
To them it seems as an illusion.
My hopes and dreams for a fairytale
Never get old,
Even after each downfall.
After every shattered heart,
Or when it comes to losing myself,
I always have hope.
My friends say I’m naïve and gullible,
However I believe they are, for not dreaming.




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Ellie.M. said...
Jun. 16, 2011 at 4:17 pm:

WOW!

this is amazing!

 
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