I'm Tossing and Turning In My Bed Dreaming Of You
You Start Walking Towards Me With A Smile On Your Beautiful Face
I Reach To Touch Your Cheak But My Hand Goes Thorugh You I Wisper It Can't Be
Than You Turn To Glass and Fall To The Floor Shattering Like A Vase
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So sad. I like the part about the picture 'I can almost hear it beat'. Puts a sense of realism to it, almost painful.