Stone Meyers Poems

I hate to see him go away,
and i hate the goodbyes he says.
I hate it when he tries to laugh and smile
(he suffers a lot, i know that old style)
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I have to accept mere reality,
that in this place called city
Only once, you will see your prince charming
and only once will he look at you, his eyes flaming
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In every problem that passes by,
in every dream we make,
There's a reality behind
so our dreams simply die.
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Once in a while, Gabriel,
I thought i had it all,
But what i had was one big downfall.
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