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Angel Dove Sep 2015
When the world is sleeping
And all the dreams are free
I stay awake alone at night
And think of you and me

The people they dont know us
They try to understand
A love like this is not of bliss
Instead, a trembling hand

Today I feel the sorrow
Tomorrow I feel the pain
I see you in the meadow
At cherry oaks and Maine

Will you come and see me?
Is it too late for us?
I want to say Im sorry
For the betray of trust

Although we might have ended
A ghost you shall remain
And when the world is over
Ill wait for you the same

— The End —