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May 2016
A dream, is only a dream.
A dream, is a figure of something that'll never be a reality.

A dream, is a breif hope.
So was said.

Is it truthfully only a figure, a brief hope, a hole to cover up pain?
Or is it simply mistaken?

A dream could become who you are.
If you take that fiure, it will turn into hope.
Hope that a future does exsist.
A future you can control, one you can make yourself.

So a dream might be a figure, a brief hope, a patch to cover the pain.

But it starts with a dream to become something great, it takes a nightmare to become something we never imagined.
Written by
Lovey  19/F/Over the rainbow
(19/F/Over the rainbow)   
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