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You came to me in a dream, And showed me your fathers will, And all I could do was hold you and cry, Until I noticed the angry grunting noises you made. Then somehow you just wanted me to laugh, Instead of me making you. So you tickled and I giggled, And we rolled round in the floor. Its sad to me that even in dreams, You seem to haunt me even more.
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Mar 14, 2013
Mar 14, 2013 at 12:29 PM UTC
In A Dream
You came to me in a dream, And showed me your fathers will, And all I could do was hold you and cry, Until I noticed the angry grunting noises you made. Then somehow you just wanted me to laugh, Instead of me making you. So you tickled and I giggled, And we rolled round in the floor. Its sad to me that even in dreams, You seem to haunt me even more.
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Mar 14, 2013
Mar 14, 2013 at 12:29 PM UTC
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