I had a dream about you,
I'm starting to wish it would come true.
You see,
I'm not over you,
I don't know what to do.
Should I stay in this state of depression,
Never again to have a happy expression?
I try to get free,
But I can't get away,
From my thoughts of you that surround me everyday.
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