Hours of Happiness; Seconds Before Reality
And i hope one day,will come and stay.
With the end of tears,
and the end of fears.
I will feel no sorrow,
not that day, not next morrow.
But i always wake up,
when the dream has a stop.
With tears on my face,
living through the days.
And i'll go back to sleep,
dream again so deep.
But i hope one day,
will come and finally stay.
And i'll wait, i say...
Poetry by Aubrey
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Written on 2007-12-30 at 19:12
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