The sleep I wake is the dream I live
And nevermore will my heart be free
If I could have but just one wish
I would have left my wish for thee
Though my needs remain just for you
I leave them here to die
You are more important dear
My sorrow when you cry
Pardon the plea I made for love
When all our dreams were laid to rest
The vision so clear inside my head
Was lost in yesterdays regret
Should I wake a dream anew
My heart will forge what I can give
Days of love in time shall follow
Felt unreal as they are lived
Forever will I sing our songs
When emotion becomes my guide
Precious memories of long ago
Brings sadness to my eyes
Thus Hell is mine for loving you
Past ending days of yesteryear
No longer can I ask in prayer
To end my pensive tears
(06/17/2014)
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