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Cheyanne Atchley Dec 2018
It's only a dream
At least that's what I tell myself
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I see a boy and he takes my hand
I asked what his name was, but I got no answer
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The little boy told me that I was going to meet a guy
A guy who would love me, and not wear me like a tie
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then, I see him
I saw the guy who would love me
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He leaned in to give me a kiss
and I stood on the tip of my toes
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I open my eyes to see that it was not a reality
It was only, a dream

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